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Home isn’t always a place, sometimes it’s a person... 

Home is that person’s arms... 

Home is the sound of that person’s voice... 

Home is wherever that person is... 

Home is with someone that you love... 

Home is a hand to hold, a comforting hug... 

Home is with the person that accepts you as you are, flaws and all... 

Home is with the person that makes you smile; makes you forget your worries if only temporarily... 

Home is where you feel comfortable, where you find peace... 

Home can be a place but most often it’s a person that your heart feels at home with... 

 

I found my home... my home is a person... my home is you!! 

-Angela Stull

This one came to me after thinking about how comfortable I am with my love, how safe he makes me feel. I realized, I feel at home when I am with him.