My love concoction

A Love Concoction. Today me and my mom are making a love concoction for our new house. I have to admit it was pretty weird when we first entered the house, It just felt odd.Yet, once we make the love concoction it will become a home. My mom takes a tattered old bamboo paper out of a rusty wooden chest. She clears her throat and then reads the one ingredient: what home means to you. I did not get it, why was the one and only ingredient a simple phrase? My mom then says that if you concentrate you will see your own ingredients. What? I try to do what she says and there and then I realize that home is different for everyone and they need their own ingredients to make their love concoction . My mom says “Go ahead, put what home means to you.” I am about to start when she says “Wait, what makes something as amazing as home for you?” “Uhh….” “Stop, don’t tell put it in your love concoction.” So I finally set to work. MY love concoction Ingredients A deck of cards that made my mom smile at me and say “Little magician.” My cooking pot set that I used to make all types of blocky foods with. Our favorite photo by Niagara Falls. I realize the ingredients I put in are what home means to me. Our living room looked a lot more friendly now. Most of all it’s now a home.