This is Home

Home isn’t just a place, it's a feeling. For me, that means love, and family: my Maman and Papa. When I smell the aroma of certain foods it brings on fond memories. I think of Papa's spaghetti Bolognaise, Maman's bacon and potato soup and on special occasions: raclette. Our family tradition on my birthday is to use the raclette together. It is a grill that we all cook on at the same time and allows us to come together as a family. This is home. My bedroom is the quietest room in my home. Besides sleeping, I read for hours cuddled up in the warm cozy covers of my nook under my bunk bed at home. This is home. Every New Year's Eve, the house is filled with music, laughter, food and friends. This is home. Home isn’t just a place, it's a feeling.