The meaning of home

When I walk into my home after a cold winter day, I feel a warm embrace with love, hope, and safety. I sit on my couch and turn on the TV, I grab some snacks to enjoy with my family. I say hello and turn on the TV talking and laughing along with my family feeling safe and loved, I start to relax feeling happy and safe. My mom walks to the stove cooking a nice dinner for us to enjoy the delicious smell of food fills the air being thankful that I'm there I stand up and walk over too asking my mom what she's making she responds in a cheerful tone “spaghetti” I grab some plates and set them out happy about the love and care I get from the warm feeling of the air. She fills up the plate with delicious food and yells, “time for dinner'.’ My siblings get up from the couch running over to the delightful smell they sit down and dig in they say thank you, but it's covered up by the sound of chews from my siblings, I smile and say thanks before starting to eat. I love my home, don't you see?