Together at home

Mornings at home, the place where I can wake up in my warm and cozy bed, with my parents saying “Good morning”. The place where you can wake up to the fresh smell of eggs and bacon. Weekend nights at home. These are the nights you can stay up for as long as you want, doing game nights and watching movies. The nights where you argue on which movie you want to watch until you agree. School days, the days where you get to play with friends at break, deciding whose the tagger in tag. The days where you are happy and ready to learn, and where you feel able to talk to those you trust. The neighborhood. The place where you can ride your bike with your friends around the block over and over “ again. The place where you can deliver warm and fresh cookies to your neighbors. My province. The place where everyone feels equal, where people feel and respect others around you and help each other with whatever is going on. I always feel love and respect at home, and I really hope that others will get the same with there own home, with family.