After years of searching and then finally giving up, I found my home…
Home isn’t four walls, it doesn’t have a roof.
Home is the eyes you could get lost in for a life time.
Home is the heart you know beats just for you.
Home is that someone who’s arms make you safe.
Home isn’t a structure made from wood, brick and glass.
Home is the place where you know you belong.
Home is the person who places you first in all things.
Home is the connection shared with another.
Home is the place you lay your head.