Home

Home is the place where I first learned how to walk. Dripping paint and creeky floors. Home is more than a place,it's a feeling a sanctuary,and a collection of memories that shape my life. Home is where my story begins. Home is rhythm beneath all things even in silence. Home is the path that unfolds with every step I trust. Home is the smell of taco Tuesdays. In my home we do second chances, we make mistakes. Home is my dog's starting out the window barking at nothing. Home is the space where I can express my emotions without judgement.