What home means to me in the 5 senses

In my home, while sitting on my parents bed feeling warmth inside my beating heart gazing at the sun I see the radiant light from the sun in the gradient sky and patterns of clouds. In my home, I feel warmth, love, and comfort like a mother dove. Like when I snuggle with my mom while sitting and fiddling on the couch. In my home, I smell pleasant dishes being cooked by my aunt in the mixed air. In my home, I taste a warm bowl of pancit with green garnish and bits of Sauce.(a common Filipino dish) the dinner table with my family while my mouth is water. While my family chits, and chatters at the dinner table while it gets filled with laughter, taste of love, and comfort never disappears. In my home I hear vivid and silly laughter and conversations that fill the room on a pretty chilly afternoon while playing with dozens of cousins that will never get me bored and playing games that you’ve probably seen before. Thank you habitat humanity for building homes incredible and accessible that people can fill with love, protection, care, and comfort.