How My House Becomes My Home

My sense of home is like the first sip of hot chocolate on Christmas morning. The fresh breath of spring air coming down the stairs and into the living room. How the kitchen smells of fallen leaves. I feel safe and loved, special and important. I am where memories are made love is shared. As music fills the room and the sun warms my face, I ask myself where am I? I found my answer, home! Home feels like seasons, home is holidays with friends and family. Home is the smell of Mexican food on a Friday night. Home is sleepovers with my friends. Home is my mom's warm embrace and my dad's unconditional love. Something we all share is family, and my brother does not live in our home, but we feel him all around us. Habitat for humanity is helping more families each year and will continue to thrive. Donate to habitat for humanity Canada so more families can find their perfect habitat and the opportunity to experience this great love. Everyone and every culture deserve to be celebrated!