Home To Me

Home is a place where I can go and there is someone that I can talk to. My mom is always there to listen about my day. When I walk in I have a warm feeling that I just know that I am home. When I feel my dog's soft fur on my waste bouncing up and down in excitement. I smell and hear the fireplace crackling and popping. The best bit about it is the smell of the burning wood coming from the fireplace. When I walk up the stairs I hear my dog barking at another dog, that makes me feel very safe because my dog barks right before I go to bed. And don’t even talk about the taste of my moms homemade alfredo. It tastes so good, I am in love with it. Home is love and love is connection. I wish everyone has what I have.