Home is comfy pajamas and a warm mug against a cold cheek.
Home is my three children piled high on my lap reading book after book.
Home is a date night at home with my love, cuddled on the couch.
Home is being able to giggle so hard that milk bubbles out your nose.
Home is music and candles and laughter.
Home is a safe haven from the storms of life.
Home is a place to welcome in the unlovable.
Home is a place to dwell by the fireside of unconditional love.
Home is a lighthouse atop jagged rocks and large waves with white foam.
Home is a place where the enemy tries to get a foothold, but I will not let him.
Home is a place that is cherished by my Jesus.
Home will be protected at all costs.
Home is where I leave and where I hope to always return.
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