Meaning of Home

My home is filled with love and joy. It feels like a warm cup of coffee. With memories we can never forget. My living room is a potien of happiness and laughter. We enjoy playing board games as we laugh and joke around. Our kitchen still smells like fresh bread that my mom made for my brother's birthday. I would snack on crackers. You know that one favourite memory that you have with your family, mine is me and my siblings trying to hit a wiffle ball over our house and when we did it we felt like we just hit a grand slam just like a mlb star. The frames on our walls are us showing the love we have for each other. Some afternoons me and my family would sing beautiful country songs. Our singing never sounded good, but we never stopped. So a home isn't just a building where you and your family live, it's yours and it is covered in memories that you have yet to find.