The Perfect Home

Home is a happy place. It’s full of people who love you and people you love. It’s a hug full of love and kindness. A house does not have to be your home. Your home could be anywhere you would like it to be. It could be where the waters flows and the birds chirp. A calm and peaceful place, a warm safe spot. A place in your heart, full of memories that you will treasure forever. For me that’s where I sleep, eat and where I’m truly loved. My house is my true home. I’m lucky enough to have a house. Others, not so much. In the dreaded cold of winter, people suffer and starve on the streets. Desperate for any shelter they can find. That’s why I’m super grateful to have a house and a home. When I walk through my front door, I am greeted with the smell of a freshly baked meal. Along with the love and happiness from my mom. My dad will come with a look of gratitude planted on his face. His smile says it all. My brother, his glowing eyes are like the sun shining on a body of water. My family means everything to me. That’s part of what makes home so special. The dark empty walls of a house could be made a canvas full of memories. The pictures surrounding the walls. They're like snapshots of a great time. Or the artwork you made goes right on the fridge. My mom calls them masterpieces. Your home could be whatever you make it. A distant memory of someone you love. Even a special gift. I hope you find the perfect home too.