Home is Like a Bookshelf​

A house is a structure, but open the door, and a home is what's inside.​ Home is as welcoming as an old sweet Granny with open arms. ​ Home is as warm as sweet marshmallows on a toasty campfire. ​ Home is like a school, because we learn, grow, make mistakes and evolve. ​ Home is a lamp; it produces light and safety and lights the path ahead. ​ Home is like a bookshelf. It holds memories, stories, lessons, and keeps them safe. ​ Home can be as chaotic and fun as a game of tag.​ Home is a rollercoaster, if built well, piece by piece, story by story, brick by brick, we can be safe. ​ Brothers can be as loud as an elephant's footsteps, and as troublesome as a car crash.​ But family can also be as caring and protective as a mother bear to her cubs.​ ​   Everyone deserves a safe relationship with people you love, and people who love you. And isn't that what home is all about?