To my home

To my home , If home were a sight, it would be a gorgeous royal blue. If home were a smell, it would be my mom’s homemade chicken noodle soup. If home was a taste, it would be a warm bowl of chili with lots of cheese and garlic bread. If home were a feeling it would be a warm fluffy blanket. If home were a sound, it would be talking, laughter, the sound of food sizzling, microwaves beeping and ice cubes falling from the ice machine. The kitchen is a place that’s the heart of the house and a place to feel inspired. I would like to thank you Habitat for Humanity, for giving people like my cousin a home to call their own. Sincerely, Jordyn