Meaning of Home

I wake up and run as fast as a flash to meet my family at the breakfast table. We sit down and settle down for mom's homemade pancakes. Then she gives us a wink that reminds us of love that love keeps us alive. It is like a big hug. Then my brother gives me a hug that hug reminds my of love. That love reminds me of joy that joy keeps me happy ever when it’s rainy. It makes me sad when I'm not joyful. Then I look around and see I have family. Family as bright as love. That love is special. You save it because one day you might not have them. That is why you must see that love is so much more than just people in your house. There the people you love you must celebrate your family and your traditions. Traditions and family are great but there always better celebrated with your family and friends. Friends are great but family wins by a 1000 a times more than anything else. Even a great big house. A great big house is great and all, but a house is not a house with out family. I love family and family loves me and that is what home means to me!