H O M E (7)

 H O M E

A place where people say, “... is where the heart is”. Somewhere with a roof over your head, and food is placed on the table. Where you can find shelter from stormy weather. Where someone stands to either tell you “I love you” or something as hurtful as “leave”. Where you can have your heart fixed or broken into a million pieces all at once.

Home can be many things. But, home for many people never changes. To me, home isn’t a place where you live. Home is the people you are surrounded by instead. Home isn’t blood related all the time. Home can mean adding people, or leaving others behind. 

Even though home can be sometimes tricky to find. Everyone has a home. No, this isn’t always the easiest of things either. Home can mean either tears or smiles. Places can be made into a home, don’t get me wrong. But there is so much more to a home than the place you live in. 

Home is not a place. It is a feeling. Home is where your story truly begins. 

-JS