Home Holds My Heart

Home holds my heart. In my kitchen my mom and my dad like to teach me to bake and cook. It is always really fun and silly for me and mom. We always make a mess when we're baking. My mom means a lot to me. We watch Gossip Girl. She's a shoulder to lean on when I'm upset or sad. She can make me feel safe, calm, and happy. My mom makes all my worries disappear in a way, just like in a snap. Home is a safe spot for me to love and hope. It is where the sky is the limit. Some days aren’t good for me. At times I feel like I don't fit in, like I don't believe in myself. It is during these times that my mom makes me feel safe. With my dad, I'm silly and happy. We start to pick on each other (which my mom hates), but me and my dad love to annoy her too. In my basement we watch a show called Fringe. Home can be anywhere that you feel safe, loved, and where your family is. Home can be anything that makes you feel safe. Home is my heart, my family means the world to me. Thank you Habitat for Humanity.