I'm thankful for a home
I've been thinking a lot about this recently. I have a home, a sanctuary, a refuge. Yes it's in the form of a house, but it's what is inside that house. A family room and dining room for gathering. A kitchen where memories are made. A warm bed that welcomes me. And most importantly family who loves me.
I love my home, so many memories, and it's best when the home is full but there is no capacity all are welcome.