What does Home feel like?

For me, home is when I am under a dry roof with my loved ones during a nice warm gathering. I feel at home when I hear the burning wood of the fire crackling while outside the strong wind whistling through the tall evergreens. My home is complete when I playing the fresh white snow falling on my face while playing with my loved ones in the thick soft snow. To feel at home doesn't just mean a cold, nice building, because home is a warm place to feel like you fit in and matter. Your home may sound like a house, but have you ever thought, what if your mom or your dad or sibling weren't there? What would your home feel like without them, would you even consider it a home? What is a home to you?