"I have no home," she said to me.
There I sat and pondered her thought.
What is a home? I thought
What would it be like for me to have no home?
How do we properly define "home"?
For "home" is more than a four-letter word.
Its boundaries are not limited by geographical dimensions.
Home is where we are liberated to fully be ourselves without fear
A place, perhaps THE place, to live outside of restraints imposed on us by the world.
Home is a place of rest and absolute security.
It is where we laugh, we love, we live, we give, we enjoy.
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