In this house, on this street and even in this area, home is where we gather.
And even though all that dwell here might come from different backgrounds,
In these times and for reasons that don’t make sense, home is all that matters.
Life is unpredictable, you never know how lucky you are until words like
Pandemic and isolation become the main topic of family dinner conversations.
Or when you turn eighteen and have to zoom with everyone you’re close with.
When ten days ago you never even heard of zoom.
How at eighteen you’re forced to worry about how your career goals have changed.
When you plan for graduation and you’re not sure yet if it might happen.
How sitting in isolation and being bored forces you to find new interests, and
To value other things more.
How the heroes you looked to up to, the sports figures you idolized are nothing
Compared to the people who now risk their lives everyday just so you can have a better one.
Where going to see your grandparents might put their life at risk --so you don’t.
How you come to realize that your grandparents lived through other crazy times, but
You never really notice the sacrifices until you realize your own.
Home is my home base, my favorite place, my beginning and my end of each day.
This is our space, a place where my family and anyone that enters is treated like family.
In crazy times and when I’m bored, my home is the safe haven according to my mom.
Like the song when the bones are good, the rest don’t matter.
This house beats supreme...
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