What Home Means to Me

A home is more than just a little house in the woods. It is a place where you can feel loved, tell the truth and be yourself. It is more than just four walls... those walls hold love and secrets in them. A house is not a place where you can be loved, you can not tell the truth. And those walls don’t have love or secrets in them. A house is like a blank canvas, ready to be painted on. The house is ready to have love in it. The yard in a home has lots of memories but a house has none. Home is a warm and comfy place to hangout and play. A home feels like memories. But a house does not. A home can not be sold or hated. If you say you hate it, you don’t mean it.