The Meaning of Home

our home is not just where you live, it’s when my dog rushes to me when I’m home and my dad squeezes me when he gets home from work and that is just one sentence of home. Home is where my mom’s cooking wraps me in for a warm, cozy hug. It holds me tight and won’t let go. My family is what ties it all together like a spider weaving a web soft as silk but as strong as a rhino. My home is my happy place, where I live, love and make countless memories.