My Home

Home is a place where family traditions live, like making cookies with mom on a cold winter day. A house is a roof above your head. A home is the sound of hearing the chickens early in the morning. Home is the taste of the turkey on Thanksgiving Day. Home is watching the sunrise at 6:30 in the morning with my dad and brother. Home is the touch of a soft, warm blanket on a cold, winter day. A house is a box you can live in. a home is the smell of my dad making ribs on the barbecue. I’m grateful for Habitat for Humanity so that other children can have a house and a home.