Strolling Through My Home

Walking into my home I can always smell my mom's latest meal. It's often the sweet smells of maple syrup, crepes, french toast, soups and hodge podge (my favourite). I can always see a vast sea of my art strung everywhere. I hear my step-dad on a business call and my mom banging dishes while singing songs with all the wrong words. I hear the cat meowing frantically and me laughing hysterically with my friends on Messenger. Inside my home there is a miraculous feeling of joy that my parents give off. Sometimes it can get a little crazy around the house but it is where I laugh the most, have the best cuddles and find my true comfort.