The Meaning Of Home

The meaning of home to me is Family even if my home was a mansion I still think home is family not the size of a house. Like when I come home from school, I feel all of my family's love all around me and what I love more is knowing that they are there too. I love my home because it makes me feel safe, like when I go into my house all my problems disappear. At that moment all that matters is family. For me“Home is where the heart is” and I think that it is true because there is love in everyone's heart, not just mine. A house is made of wood, bricks, cement, love, and trust and trust no matter what will be there. Sometimes I wonder what it would be like if I lived in a smaller house because my mom says I am privileged, because my house is pretty, big. When my mom was a kid she did not have a lot of money growing up so she lived in a small house but I am happy that at least she had a home which was good, maybe not a big house but at least she had one. Now my last thing is that I love my home (family) and I wouldn’t change it for anything.