Home For Me

Home for me means many things. But what really makes home is family and memories. I wouldn’t have a home without my parents and siblings. The memories we’ve made have made us closer as a family. Which makes us a happy home. Ever heard of the saying “ Home Sweet Home”? That’s how I feel when returning home from school or a rough activity. The smell of my mom’s cooking for dinner is a sweet aroma smell that makes my house a little like home. Growing up, I moved a lot from place to place. But every house we’ve lived in has felt like home. We’ve gone from outside Canada to England as a family! Every house I've been in has felt a little strange. But every Month I’ve been in it, it felt a little like home. Sometimes I wouldn’t be happy when we were moving houses. When I was just getting used to the house, we moved. Most people say a home and a house are the same thing. A house is a building out of bricks and cement. A home is also a house with bricks and cement. But it turns into a home by love and affection by your parents, relatives and siblings. Your Home is a special place to you. So Cherish it.