Home, My Home

My home is my home. A home does not always mean a house. A home does not always mean where you were born. It means what you feel is home. It can be anywhere. But most importantly, where you feel safe, happy, comfortable, and what you feel is home. I moved to Canada, but that does not mean Canada is now my home. My home is where I feel like I am home. Not everyone has the same perspective, remember that. And they can not decide where you feel safe, or happy, or cozy. You do. Home feels different than any other place. It feels like a whole different world. It feels special, nice, safe, cozy, and it feels… like home. It feels like home. It feels like home, my home. Home, my home. Thank you, Habitat for Humanity, for making other people feel like they are home. I hope this helps.