Home is not where we live but where they understand you. Home is the heart of life, home is where we feel at ease, where we belong, where we can create surroundings that reflect our tastes and pleasures. Home is the place where we grumble the most and loved the best. Home, where you always finds warm words on a cold life.
A house built by human hands, but home is built by human hearts. A house is made of brick and stones, but home is made by love alone. A house is made of walls and beams, but home is where there is hope and dreams. A hundred man can make encampment, but it requires a woman to make a home.
Mid pleasures and palaces, there is no place like home. And this is my prayer for my home... Home is where friendship are formed and families are grown, where joy is shared and true love is known, where memories are made and seeds of life are grow. This is the place that people call home.
When we are young, we wanna do everything together. When we are older, we wanna go everywhere together. When we've been everywhere and done everything together, all that really matter is that we're together. My favorite place in all the world is next to you.
"... But as for me and my household, we will serve the LORD" JOHSUA 24:15




