Home is not a structure; it’s love.

Home is not a structure; it’s love. ​ Hello, my name is Paul, and I live in Toronto. I’ve seen so many people without homes. I am very grateful to have one. My home is my favourite place in the world. I feel safe and loved there. In my home, I share memories with my family and friends. ​ To me, home is not a place, a building, or a room. It’s how you feel about a place. It’s also about the memories you and others have had there. Like watching fireworks out of a window on Canada Day together. Memories like that, I treasure. ​ If I were to find a word to describe home, it would just be love. I would say that because it’s the emotion I feel most there. That's the emotion I feel when my parents give me a hug or I enjoy time with a loved one. ​ But sometimes some people don’t have a home. Every time I see people like that, I become really sad. It would be very challenging to live not in a home, but on the streets. Because of this, each day I am grateful that I have a roof over my head and people to share it with me. ​ This is what home means to me. How do you feel about home now? Has your opinion changed? To me, love is home, and for that reason, I would like to leave you with a quote. ​ "Life takes you to unexpected places. Love brings you home." -Melissa McClone.