home is kindness

When I think of home I think of kindness , compatibility , forgiveness ,and care.Home feels like warm clothes fresh from the dryer or a warm cup of hot chocolate on a cold winter day while watching your favorite show snuggling by your fireplace . Home tastes like..freshly baked cookies straight out of the oven, shared with someone you love. It tastes like creamy macaroni and cheese on a cold day, a savory stew that warms the soul, or homemade bread slathered in butter. Like the comfort of cinnamon rolls,like the richness of a slow-cooked pot roast, or the simple sweetness of hot chocolate with whipped cream. It is the taste of care and familiarity—warm, filling, and, most importantly, shared.Home Sounds like birds softly chirping so quietly that you can hear a pin drop and you can hear rain falling outside and when it settles you see a rainbow shining in the warm spring sun .Home smells like a delicious aroma of a fresh cappuccino you just made with your newly made coffee maker with a side of coffee biscuits .