Home

To me, home doesn't mean where you or I live. Home means somewhere you feel safe for you and your family, and your pets making you feel secure and loved. Home is somewhere you can be comfortable, and welcome. Who wouldn't want their cat or dog letting you pet them right after coming home from school. A lot of memories are set at home. For example, mine is the first time I broke my collar bone (That really hurt!) or when I got my cat. Some other best memories of mine were learning to ride a bike, taking my first steps, and speaking my first words. You see, home is where some of your best memories live. I really hope my home stays the same even after I move out and go to other places. Then when I visit for holidays, I get to see my old room, hearing the laughter from time to time, and getting to smell my moms signature turkey finally leaving the oven. Hmm, delicious! I hope forever, my home is guarded. Thinking of your home, do you feel safe? Do you make memories? I hope you do.