My Home

The house is the place where it is always warm and cozy, where you are always welcome and everything is arranged the way you want. Often people say, my house is my fortress, and they are absolutely right. But, probably to great joy contrary to the opinion of the majority, the house is not only the place where you live.

I believe that the house is the place, where you were born and grew up. During your life you can buy yourself an apartment, a room or a private house. You call them your home. But a true, real house, it is not sold or bought, it is either given to a person during life, or is built by his own hands with the help of relatives and people close to you.

If this issue is more extensive, then his home can be called a village and a city and even the country from where you come from. No blessings will replace me that unforgettable feeling when you are at home. You know every corner of your home, every lane in town. A person is important among friends and relatives. To be there where it is good for him, where the sun always shines, where life makes sense, to be at home.

I'm glad that I live among people close to me, in my hometown, in my house. I do not know how my fate would have been if I had been deprived of my home. But one thing I know for sure is to appreciate and protect my home, to understand how important this is an important part of the life of absolutely every person and of course be grateful for destiny for having a house, because unfortunately, not everyone can boast of such wealth.