Meaning of Home

My home is not just a roof and four walls, it is where I make memories with family and friends. One of my favorite memories is when I walked into my new home after all of the stuff was gone because we were seeing our new home for the first time. I was sad at first, but when I saw it I thought this is my home. My old house was just a house not a home. A home is where you feel happy, safe and comfortable singing in front of your family and friends. A home is not just a place where you eat, it is where you smell your mom's fresh pasta or your dad’s homemade BBQ ribs.. A home is where you feel all your favorite stuff. You feel love in the air. You feel loved there. A memory at my home is when we renovated my home. I was sad at first because I thought it wouldn't be home again but after a few weeks it was getting better. It felt more and more like home. At the beginning it was just okay, but it was not home to me anymore. But a few weeks after the renovations it was feeling more like home. A few days ago I knew I had the perfect home. It was home. A home is where I see all my family members every day when I get home from school . Every morning I wake up and my family and I watch the sunrise together. Thank you Habitat for Humanity for helping those in need find more than a house, but a home like mine.