Home to Me

Laughing, living, and loving are some things that make my home my home. Home is where I live, whether it's in one country or the other, whether it's in Canada, India, Russia, Japan, or anywhere around the world. As I travel the world, I know my home awaits me as it always has. My home can be anywhere in the world, whether it is in a different city, province, country, or even a different continent. Home is the smell that calms you. It smells like flowers as you lie down and get swallowed by them. it follows you around like a pet because anywhere can be home as long as you think it is and always will be. Home is like a month, every day has a memory, bad or good to remember. Even when the month will end it will come again and just keep going with new memories filled with a brand new event. You can find many things, like that which relate to home. Helping others in many ways and being happy Open-minded and optimistic. Magical memories and thinking of yourself as one Eagerness to speak with the family about what happened during the day. Everyone needs a house as a basic need. Shelter, warmth, safety, and dryness are all provided by a house. It keeps the weather away from you when you live in a house. Having a sense of security helps you feel protected. The four walls and the roof around you provide stability and safety. A house is made up of walls and a roof, but love and kindness transform a house into a home. To end this essay, as Ralph Waldo Emerson said,” While a house is made with walls and beams, a home is built of love and dreams.”