Home to me is strong, creativity , unconditional. It’s light on your darkest day, it’s peace during a stressful week. It’s a quiet night when loud thoughts are racing in your mind. It’s being surrounded by love when all you feel is hurt. It’s calmness when you can’t fight the storm. It’s believing when all you feel is doubt. Home is the structure of a solid foundation. Home is your family, your friends, lifting you up when you are down.Home is life and living it to the fullest no matter how tough the world may seem. Home is greatness, standing tall. Home is here.
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