The meaning of home

To me the meaning of home is about all my family and the memories we have made in my home. Family to me is people I can trust and feel safe around. When I’m around my family I feel loved and I know I can be myself. I love that in my home we have made life long memories that I will remember forever. Like when my step dad proposed to my mom in our kitchen on Christmas day a few years ago. Some memories we have are funny too, like when my step dad was pointing a laser around the house and our cat Buster was chasing it. Or when my sister and I made Orbeez. My three year old cousin went into our bathroom and dumped them everywhere, there were so many orbeez! I know sometimes I forget how lucky I am to have everything I do. I feel bad for the adults and kids that can’t afford a nice home or no home at all. When I walk past kids and adults on the streets asking for money I feel very fortunate to be able to say I have a home. That is the meaning of home to me.