Home sweet home

In my opinion, home is not a place but an atmosphere. It is warm, cozy, a bit loud, and kind. It is where I like to be, and it makes me happy. When I hear the word "home," I think of my grandparents' cottage in P.E.I., my house in Halifax, and Centennial Arena my home hockey rink I remember a time at my grandparents' cottage when my cousins visited, and we played soccer and baseball in the front yard and then picked blueberries in the backyard. We also went to the beach. It was so fun! Being together with family is home. Home feels like a warm embrace, and it is always welcoming. It makes me happy and isn’t just a building; it's a feeling too. Home will always be there even if I don’t have a house. Home is the definition of happiness and togetherness.