Sunday, March 5, 2017

Home Is Where The Heart Is


 
Home is a place where there’s plenty of laughter, smiles and hugs. Where my family and I can feel safe and secure. It’s a place where I can share my happiness as well as my sadness. Where you can help each other as a 
My apartment building where I grew up (second one to the right) 
family. It does not matter how big or small your home is, what matters is the love it holds. It’s where you feel warm, a place to make memories, see your children grow up and a place where you can grow old. In my life, I have been blessed to experience different places in which I call home. For instance, my parent’s house where I grew up. I remember the smells coming out of my mother's kitchen and the loving smile she would give me when she saw me. When I am there, I feel safe and I feel like a child again.



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