Home Is Where The Heart Is

Home isn’t a house, home isn’t four walls or a place to stay, home is the people inside a house or the people within the four walls home is a place where there is always a shoulder to cry on. Home to me is much more than a house. Home is a family, a best friend and a place where you can be yourself and no one will judge you. I could live in a RV and that could be my home if that's where the people I love and cherish live and I’m not saying that's true for every one but that's the truth for me. Home is a place I feel loved and cherished. It's a place where my flaws don’t matter and people see me for me. To me home smells like cookies baking in the oven. I can see all the people I love. I can hear people talking and laughing. I can taste delicious food. I can feel my dog's soft fur. I don’t need a bedroom, kitchen, bathroom and a living room ect or even a house to have a home all I need is my family. My family is my home. They are the people who push me to accomplish my goals and dreams. I probably wouldn't be writing this right now if it weren’t for my family and I hope I make them proud with my work. I’m not trying to say I don’t need a house or people don’t need house’s. What I’m trying to say is a house is a place and a home is the people inside. So the meaning of home to me is basically the people I love or you could say “home is where the heart is.”