Home… That simple four letter word, that can mean so much to someone. They say home is where the heart is, but home does not have to be a place, it can be a, location, and a person. “ Home is wherever you leave everything you love and never question that it will be there when you return.”(Leo Christopher)
For some, the place they call home is warm, inviting, and comforting; it can make the darkest days have light. It is fulfilled with memories and embraces the joy that each day brings. Home is a peaceful place that is so calming,one feels as if they are floating on a fluffy cloud. A place they can hide out in, and pretend the world is not constantly changing in hyper speed, and at times causing heartache.
Home is a place that should never cause shame or pain, it should take all that pain and bring out the beastly beauty between the shadows of the light. Their can be so many memories in the place one finds the most comfort, but it is never to say there are not memories one is willing to erase by slapping a coat of paint on the walls, or brand new furniture.
Many find comfort in the echo of the delicate aqua waves crashing over one another, and the warm feel of the scratchy sand between one’s toes. Home can be a spot where, one feels the most alive and free, where nothing and no one can hold them back from their true potential.
Home does not have to be place, it can be a person, someone who has always been by one’s side ,and will stand by them no matter what the circumstance is. Everyone has a person, someone they can tell all their most deepest, darkest secrets to, and at the end of the day, know they are kept safe with that special someone. It could be a best friend, a parent, sibling, or the love of your life. “ You will always by my person, no matter what through thick and thin I know you will always be there for me and I will always be here for you whenever you need me. You are my person and my best friend.”(Unknown) The warm embrace of being wrapped around a lover’s arms is home, where your heart stops to skip a beat , and to sing a melody.
Home can be where one’s worst fears come to light, or where the darkness fades to light. Everyone has a home, where is your’s?
