What Home Means to Me

Home is not a place, it's a feeling. Home is family time drinking hot chocolate after snowboarding. Home is peace, no judgment, where you can get through your thick and thin. Home is memories every moment. Home is maple syrup with pancakes on a morning weekend breakfast. Home smells like burning scented candles, eating lasagna at the dinner table, coming home from a long day of school. Home tastes like baking chocolate chip muffins then sitting down to enjoy them with my family. Home is going for walks with my dog. Home is comfy and cozy when love is in the air. Home is watching movies with my family, eating popcorn and m&m’s. Home is safe. Safe is comfort with love that will always protect us. I am thankful for having a home, my habitat, and community. Everyone should deserve a home and a safe place to live. Home is not built of bricks, it's built with the love of a family and only crushed by hate. Home is where the heart is.