Yes I know, my blog has been dead for months now. I am back to revive it! I have been really busy with exams, thank goodness they are over now. So now my summer has started, I’m re-starting my blog. Today’s blog post is one of my answers in an English paper. I really love this piece of writing so I decided to share it with you. Enjoy!
‘There’s no place like home’, do you agree with this saying?
Home. Is there any other place like it?
Home is where I can see the faces of my loved ones. The people in my home are precious to me, the price of their love is far above rubies. When I am home, everything is familiar to me. The world may throw confusement, questions and worries at me, but my home can block all of it. I can wrap myself in a cacoon of love and gentleness until the world has been defeated in the battle.
At home, the constant chitter-chatter rings like a bell through every wall. I like this sound. It delivers a message to me that I am not alone.
My home is one bursting with music. Melodious singing and heavenly harmonies can be heard always. Whether it is a hum of a song, or a chord on the piano, the music speaks to me.
Walking through my home, scents whirl around the air in front of me. I smell the comforting scent of a home cooked meal. Made with love and prepared by busy hands. I smell the floral scent of the candle that was flickering, almost dancing, in the dim light of the night before. The smell lingers and sticks to my clothes.
At home, I can feel comfortable. Here, I know that I am accepted for who I am. I do not have to try and be like anyone else. Only me. The feeling of contentment embraces my whole body, from the top of my head to my toes. It feels like a hug. A warm, fuzzy and affectionate hug.
In my home, my family are together with one heart. It is as if our hearts have been carefully stitched together with a precise needle, to be made as one. We know each others needs, we know each others intentions, we know each other.
Home. The place where I can find utter joy. Inside my home is everything I want and need. My home is my refuge from the storm. Let the rain batter against the windows, let the wind bang on every door. I am safe inside my home. That is why there is no place like home. Home is where I feel loved, where I feel safe, where I find joy. No other place in the entire world can beat the place where I call home.
Love Grace x