What My Home Means to Me

I grew up in a small house, I am the oldest child, and this is my home that means to me now … It means love, kindness, forgiveness, willingness and respectfulness, it is where we share our stories, each day and do a lot of funny activities, we have love, hope and laughter in our hearts, and together we teach each other about the love of Jesus, I would like lonely and unloved little children, to have a home like I do, I wish for the families and lonely and unloved children, to have fun, laughter and love in there new homes, I hope they can share they can make memories like I do and like I have, I am blessed to have a family, like my parents and my siblings I’m thankful to go to school and to learn, I make memories in my home while I am growing up, not all the days are happy, some days are sad, but overall I couldn’t wish or be in any other home, I wouldn’t trade my life for anything in the world, I will share love in the world and I want to be a light for those around me… That is what my home means to me !!!