the meaning of home

When I walked to the front door, I flung myself into my parent’s chest as they put their arms around me. Home is where I relax and make memories in my life, it's where I live and feel safe, where the furnace is lit and I’m tucked in my cozy bed. When my dad cooks dinner,I do my homework with help from my mom. The pictures on the walls are the members of our family that have been honored ever since they passed away.