My Home Is a Harbour Where My Soul Anchors:

In the boundless ocean of life, my house is a steadfast vessel that never loses its way, no matter how strong the tides are or how fiercely the wind blows, because the crew has got all it takes! The walls of my home are like the hull: unyielding, shielding from life’s tempests. When the winds are howling, the walls embrace me in a cocoon of safety. The deck is my living room, vibrant with echoes of laughter and conversations. Here, bonds are strengthened, stories are woven, and the family expresses themselves as their true selves. Love takes the form of flavours in the kitchen. Like a ship’s galley, that nourishes sailors, the kitchen nourishes the spirits, and the aroma draws us together. My parents’ bedroom is the captain’s cabin, where dreams are charted and the ship is navigated. My mother, the captain, guides our ship with determination and wisdom, her compass pointing toward safety. Besides her stands my father, the trusted co-captain, offering steady guidance. Together, they ensure that the ship sails smoothly and reaches the horizon. My room is the crew’s quarter, where we siblings retreat after the day’s quest. It’s where, together, we dream, innovate and gather strength for the journey ahead. The basement is like the ship’s hold, where both productivity and leisure happen. The scent of paint from wet paintbrushes fills the air, my sister and I often wander, while friends join in on weekend fun and the laundry machine hums like a busy bee. Each moment shared is a part of the journey of life. Filled with cherished memories, overcoming challenges, and moving forward. With strength and support from each other, we navigate the waves in unison, always anchored by the love that binds us together.