The Smell of Home

I wake up to the savory smell of falafel that spreads throughout my home on an early Sunday morning. That is what home means to me! Helping my family in the kitchen while my parents share funny stories of their childhood. That is what home means to me! A barbecue on a scolding hot summer day, while playing soccer, and allowing the smell of sizzling meats of all kinds to fill my nostrils. That is what home means to me! Setting the dining room table with my sister while laughing and sharing stories of what happened during the day. That is what home means to me! Devouring the authentic Egyptian food and allowing flavors to send my taste buds on a delightful journey. That is what home means to me! Baking sweet treats with my mom at the end of the day while breathing in the warm smell of my grandma’s soft and delicate recipe and sharing my struggles. That is what home means to me! Home is more than four walls covered with bricks and mortar. It is the place where families gather, rooms fill with laughter It’s where memories are formed. That is what home means to me!