What My Home Is To Me

Home is like family; it’s warm and comforting. It's like a box full of memories, love, compassion, and laughter. Every meal is like heaven in one bite, never disappointing me, no matter what food is served. Every picture tells a different story of life. It’s like a shield from the weather, rain, snow, hail, it doesn’t matter. The backyard is like a private playground, no rules, just an open field. My room is like a private safe, my own space to relax, chill, and read. Home is like a warm hug protecting from harm or hurtful words. When I have a bad day my home’s warmth calm’s me.