What a home means to Me/You.

☆ I love my home…, its safe and special place for me when I am scared, it protects me from storms. It’'s where I eat and spend time with my family, it holds memories from when I was a little kid all the way to grade 4 and on. My grandmother takes care of me at home. I don't get to see my parents too much so I spend time with my grandma. She cooks for me she cleans my clothes and room. She's just like any grandma. My family loves me and I know that, so they will love me no matter what even if it's hard to LOVE, even if it's life or death. They save money for stuff that I want but its really useless for them. It piles up in my room then I just give it to my cousin. That's how I prove my parents love me. My grandma also loves me by cooking my favorite food buys me medicine when am sick, makes me soup when my stomach hurts, makes me yummy treats like Tanghulu, crispy potato strips, Sago boba tea and peach ice cream! My mom and dad spend time with me on Sunday because they do full time jobs together so I can only see them on weekends. I have snowboarding classes on Sunday (Jan 5 right now) and I have 2 more weeks until it ends. We go to indoor play grounds and Canada's Wonderland together, or even waterparks in the summer. My mom always spends lots of money on us. Thank you habit of humanity,<3