Home is where my loved ones are

Home is where the people I care about are at, because my family is my whole world! Whenever I am home sick I try to think of something that reminds me of my family, and family means home. When there are arguments or disagreements with them at the end of the day, they are the ones I love. Simple dinners on the table like pasta or soup, lasagna and chicken and fries. Or on the couch with all the movie night food you could dream of. I love my house because it’s where I can go after a long day of school, but a house and a home are different things. A house is just a place I could live in and do nothing but hangout in my bed. Or protect me from the harsh weathers. But that house can turn into a home every time my family is there. That’s what home means to me!