What Home Means to Me

“Home is where your heart lives.” And it is true. Home is where you make memories, memories that will last a lifetime in your eyes. Home is where you spend time with the people you love most, while living your best life. Home is where I cuddle up with my family and watch a ridiculous comedy movie while munching on buttery popcorn together. Home is where I talk about the interesting things in life while eating food that has been passed from generations behind. Home is where I read stories, and create ideas for future bestsellers. Home is where I discover new styles of art, while creating new masterpieces to one day hang on my wall. Home is where I doze off, thinking about my future, my education and career, and where I am gonna end up next in life. Home is where I solve perplexing math problems with my mother, while slowly learning new things and teaching a few strategies too. Home is like that one place I thrive to eat, sleep, and where my inspiration sprouts into the most beautiful flower. Home to me is like where my heart has a desire to live, and to love. Home is our destiny, from when we are born to when we pass our home on to our future tree of love.