I get it, I took a line from the song by Miranda Lambert but bear with me here.

We all come from different backgrounds. Different places, different lifestyles, a different life that is not like one another.

I've been lucky enough to live in two wonderful homes with my family. One in a small house in West Palm Beach, Florida for about five years of my life. I spent the next 15 of those years in my home in West Babylon, New York, a little town on Long Island.

But also remember that there are others that are not as fortunate. There are those who don't live in a "home sweet home" that we, and even myself included, come home to.

Now why am I writing this? Why a house? Why take a lyric from Miranda Lambert?

Well, what Miranda says is right: the house that you live in truly does build you.

And it doesn't have to be just the house, it can be the people who are living in your home that change you. It can be the town that you are living in that can build you.

I moved into my Long Island home in January 2000. My grandfather had passed away months earlier, and my grandmother was all alone in her home with just her and her black lab.

And yes, Florida is nice and warm all year round, but desperate times call for desperate measures.

This home means so much to me. I've been through so many trials and tribulations throughout my time here on Long Island.

Its where I grew up having my first pets. I used to have three dogs and one cat wonder throughout my house and I loved every bit of it. Now its just four cats wondering the house, but I still love.

Its the house where I brought all of my wonderful friends from my neighborhood over for countless hours on Mario Party and Mario Kart. How our friendships still stay alive to this day is beyond me.

If it weren't for this home, I wouldn't have gone to the best elementary school (William E. Deluca, this one is for you) and have met some of my best friends. And it was also home to the biggest hell hole, Robert Moses Middle School, but if it weren't for that, I wouldn't have learned all of my greatest lessons.

But most importantly, it's the home where my family became one. We have been through the biggest ups and downs throughout our lives and it's here that I learned to become the young adult that is writing this article.

They say that home is where the heart is, and I agree with that statement. My home is my true safe haven for getting away from all the stress of school and work. It's the one place where I can sit down and unwind. But it's also the place where I know that no matter what, I am loved.