The Meaning of Home

Home is not a place with four walls, a roof, windows, a door and a floor. Home is where I feel protected. I love my family٫ the family of fun. Laughing and playing times are made while memories never fade. We wiggle and jiggle while people start to giggle. My house resembles a hot dog, my dad the buns, my mom the ketchup and I am the sausage because we intertwine with love. Home is love, home is peace and my safe place. Home is a beautiful, peaceful place that has a lot of space. When I hear pots and pans, I think of dinner. Inside or outside comes a wonderful scent. Looking outside the window on a summer morning, all I see is wild rabbits staring back at me. The barbecue is grilling while bubbly water is fizzing. When I hear the breeze outside, I see the leaves moving as far as possible until the wind stops, which means to me, peaceful moments. During the day, my home is filled with music but at night, it turns into silent love.