I walk in the door after a long day at school and hear, “Hey Z!” That sound is my mom greeting me every day. When I hear that sound I feel love, and relief. I look down at my feet and notice my two cats rubbing up against my legs purring loudly. I walk upstairs and lie down on my bed finally getting to fully relax. After 10 minutes I walk downstairs and talk with my mom about my day while I make a snack. I am free to finally be myself. This is the feeling of being loved. I have moved around to many different houses and no matter what the house looks like or how small or big it is as long as my family is there with me, it’s a home. Without the people and animals, I share my house with, it would be just a regular old boring house. It is their Love from them that fills the house that transforms it into a home.
