What home means to me

Home is like a warm cozy blanket that protects me and my family from anything.Home is a place where can feel and be anything I want to.home isn’t just a building its a roof over my head were I make memories and feel safe and loved. If home was a smell it would the freshly baked cookies that just came out of the oven that my family made. If home was a sight it would be the smiles of my family when we are playing board games. If home was a taste it would be the buttery salty popcorn that crunches in my mouth. If home was a feel it would be the soft fluffy blanket I’m wrapped up in. If home had a voice it would be the voices of my family telling each other about how our day went at the dinner table. I am so grateful to have a warm home where I’m loved and cared for from the day I was born to the day I leave to go make more great memories in a different home. Thank you Habitat for Humanity for giving everybody a fresh new start.