{...home.}

I love our home. I do. I love the way it looks when it is covered in snow. I love it on nights like this when you can hear the rain pouring all around, but you know that you are safe. That you are protected. The glow and crackle of a warm fire, the smell of vanilla scented deliciousness filling the air. My heart aches to know that there are people in this world who will never get to experience comfort such as this. I pray that I will never again take a single moment in our home for granted.