What is Home?

To me, a home is a place where you can run to and feel comfortable no matter the circumstances; a place where you feel welcomed and wanted when you walk in the doors. Home is where you can be your crazy, obnoxious, or quiet self and not feel judged or ridiculed for doing so. A home should represent who you are, who your family is, and what your values are. It shouldn’t be a misrepresentation of you or your family, but rather a symbol of who you are. A home will usually portray certain values in which your family or self believe and cherish. I am a firm believer that you know a home from the feeling that you get when walking in the doors. It’s hard to describe, but that feeling of warmth, comfort, relaxation, and bittersweet happiness that overcomes you when you walk into the room.

                My personal relation to “home” comes down to a yellow house that I lived in from age seven to eleven. This house is only one of many that I grew up in, but the memories and the visuals of this house are the most prominent. I moved pretty often as a kid, from rental to rental (not town to town) about every 3-5 years. This lead me to not really have one particular home for my childhood. Since I was twelve, I have lived in the same home however, most of my memories of what a home is and my best home memories resort back to the yellow house that I lived in for five years.

                This house had a very big yard with every fruit tree you can think of (well ones that are in Washington) and even an almond tree. We had a bonfire pit, a teatherball pole, and so much more. It was a place that I remember most as a child and a place that, to this day, I wish my parents had bought while we had the chance. I have had many homes, but when I look back, this yellow house is the most prominent and is my home.

                Though I have lived in many homes and had many different experiences, my best relations to home are my dog copper who passed away recently, eating mini wheats and cocoa puffs, and whenever I see Scooby doo on the television. Home is dear to my heart, and these few memories and items will always stick with me.