I might not have been to many and numerous places in the world, but to the limited places I have visited,non have given me the comfort I feel at home, a feeling of comfort that comes with peace and sense of belonging.
Home is my greatest source of comfort, and we all know that comfort comes with happiness, peace, acceptance, and love.
I spend hours of the day working and after a very long day , going through the hurdles of life, accepting orders and stress from my admin and parents in school.
A long day typing and scrolling through the computer, addressing visitors and walking down and up to staircase to make sure I give a good report of day.
At the end of all these stress and walking about, the only time I smile in relieve is closing time and the reason I it gladens me is because , it's time to go home and feel relieved , comfortable and happy.
Home is where I belong, where I feel comfortable and relaxed.
Going to safe zone that reassures me of rest and peace, a place that I feel free, an environment that everything feels like mine and I live by no rules or command.
A place where there's no limitations, where I can embrace my true self and not act to please anyone.
The familiarity of the environment, the familiar sound, the familiar smell, the nostalgic feeling it gives and the familiar faces you see.
Home bring peace and comfort always.
Home is a place where there's no criticism, I am being loved and cherished for who I'm and not what I do or contribute .
Home is place of Zero judgment, a place were we correct in love, appreciate the people around us and also feel appreciated.
A place I can be expressive in many ways and still be loved and comfortable.
I don't think there's any other place to feel comfortable, like home.
A place your emotions are safe, can be expressed without restrictions, to me home is a free and happy place, where only love prevails.
A place that we don't give up on each other, we only make sure we grow together and love wholeheartedly.
Home is a place where I don't struggle to accepted or where my imperfections aren't condemned, my scars aren't condemned but admired.
Home is the most comfortable place, I have been to and would always be and create even when I'm far from family.
I can vividly remember my first year outside home to school, It was difficult coping, until I created a home for myself.
Home isn't necessary a place where people related by blood stays, it's as place where you feel loved, comfortable, feel good being yourself and not feel judged.
You can create a home with strangers, it could be a hostel space, but you all love each other and made it a home , a place of absolute peace, comfort and happiness.
In response to this week prompt, HOME is a place where I feel comfortable and find comfort.
Thanks for reading ♥️
Vanilla 💗