Home a place to feel loved

What home means to me... I smell. When I walk in to my home I smell the fresh smell of freshly baked blueberry muffins. I hear. The sound of laughter from my brother watching TV and my dad playing ukulele. I feel. The safety and comfort in my bed and in my home. I see. The joy and laughter in my families faces when we play board games and watch movies together. I taste. The sweet taste of the freshly baked blueberry muffins I share with my brother.