I Love My Home

I moved to a new house. It was messy it was small it was chaotic it was crowded I couldn't find my favourite things there were weird pictures from someones garage sale too, but when I see my family in these rooms and sit with them at dinner and make popcorn with them for a movie night and laugh about my sisters stories from school I don’t see the mess or the chaos or care about my favorite things instead I notice its not a house but a home, my home.