What Home Means TO Me

Home. Somewhere I'm safe. Somewhere I'm loved and happy. Home. My home is a place filled with joy. Home. Somewhere I've lived for years. Home is my family, like my mom, my dad, my brother, my two dogs, and my step-mother. It's somewhere I'm welcome. It's somewhere all my memories are. Even though my parents got divorced and I have two homes that doesn't matter because home can be anywhere. It could be a building or a farm. Wherever I am, I know I am loved. I know I'm safe. I know I'm so much to so many people. And just thinking about that is great. Home: where I can find my best friends. Home: a place where you can find love. It can be so many things. I love my home and you should too. My family means so much to me. So, no matter what house I'm in, no matter what street I'm on, all that matters is that I have a wonderful family, a wonderful life, and a wonderful home. Home is not just my t.v., or my bed. Home is Home.