Meaning of Home

I am from wrestling my stuffies in the WWE arena A.K.A. on the bed and battling my animal planet figures to snuggling my stuffies and reading my favourite book; from trying to make the best picture in the world with my epic crafting skills to destroying my brother in mini sticks overtime with a fantastic goal. I am from being called Tatter Tot to being called Tate-Man; from once asking my mom ‘why didn’t you name me THE TANK?’ to trying to find something and either hearing ‘where did you have it last?’ Or ‘well, it’s got to be somewhere.’ I am from seeing scrumptious pizza on the table and in my lunch all day every day to smelling steak, mashed potatoes, broccoli, peas, pizza, and delicious burgers at the cabin; from not knowing why I liked carrots, perogies, and tater tots to loving French fries and chicken fingers. I am from sitting on the couch watching Paw Patrol and Peppa Pig all day because I was lazy to blocking shots as a defender in hockey, shooting slap shots at 15 mph, and pitching fast ball; from fishing for some delicious fish with my dad’s friend Tony to just fishing for fun and catching massive jackfish. I AM HOME.