Love is Home. Home is Love.

My meaning of home is everything in it. Like my room I feel warmth and comfort. My room makes me feel safe and I can be myself with no one to judge. Love is what makes home feel like home. The kitchen is where my mom is making my favorite pasta spaghetti with her home-made meatballs. It is like my comfort food. And I am happy to have her. Home is where I sit on my couch with my mom and dog Loki. Loki's weird and so silly but I love him. Sometimes he does really disgusting things like peeing in his water and leaving it there for me and my mom to clean. But I love him My home has a bunch of fun and silly memories On my 8th birthday I had a pool party and when we brought the cake, bees started coming, I cried... But it was fun to look back at. All the memories and family make me feel like I belong in my home and my home belongs to ME. My mom and I are close. Like every day she and I watch a movie together during dinner. We always try something new to watch. My mom makes me feel safe. I tell her everything if someone is bullying me, I tell her if I have a problem, I tell her. She's someone I can trust. Home is my home no one can take that away Thank you, Habitat, for humanity for giving people and families something to call home.