Home is Love

If home was love it would be the most beautiful feeling ever known. Like watching a meteor shower. If home was love, it would be the laughter of family’ around a fire sharing photos of loved ones and the past. A house is the roof over my head but home is my heart and where adventure starts, where we share our views and feel safe. I love my home because it is not based on money and is not perfect but is full of love. Home is my happy place. Home is the warmth of love, the sweet aroma of happiness and the laughter of passing years, home is love.