The Story of Home

Home is not just a place; it is a story. When you learn how to speak, remember the smell of mother’s perfume. The first time you lost your tooth or when you got your first bike. The time you scraped your leg to the time you had broken your arm. When you enter the hospital room to meet your new baby sister! When you first kissed your crush to when you get married. From the point you first opened your eyes to the point you passed away, forever more a story will be told. Home is your favorite memories. Home can be the roses in your garden. The freshly baked cake for your birthday. Where you drink hot chocolate by the fire and sing songs with family. When you got your first pet and snuggled with it all evening! It is ice cream on the beach when you are burning hot. The toasts made at thanksgiving dinner and the laughs of joy. Home is memories, love, and comfort.