My Loving Home

Home to me is waking up on a sunny winter morning getting ready for the great day ahead. Listening to the pancake batter sizzling on the frying pan, hearing my family’s funny chatter makes me want to run downstairs into their loving arms. Taking a bite of the delicious pancakes also makes my heart feel the same. The walls of this kitchen have heard so many loving stories during our breakfast time. After a flavourful meal, entering the backyard taking the first step on the smooth outdoor ice rink is always the greatest. Shooting pucks with my brother, skating around the rink and doing one on ones. He will always beat me but I still try my best. I feel like I am flying when I am skating. But spending time with my brother, playing our favourite sport is what makes my home a loving place. While returning from the frost of an outdoor rink, hearing the hot chocolate being poured on a cold February day is a loving feeling. Taking the first sip is always the best of them all! When the mug is empty, all of the fluffy marshmallows are at the bottom waiting for me. Feeling all of the love that was poured into my hot chocolate in my loving kitchen. Walking up the stairs to continue that fuzzy feeling, a warm bath awaits me in my loving tub. My whole body soaks in the warmth of the water instantly. When the bath starts to cool off, I exit one room and enter my cozy bed. Waiting for me are my loving and furry friends. I feel comfortable, loved, safe with all of the blankets on my body and dogs by my side. From the food I eat to the people I embrace each day, this is my loving home.