The word home is associated with all people in different ways. The name of the house is a residential part, a room where people live , relax, build their families and spend their old age. Home is a place where we all spend most of our lives. Everyone knows this word without exception. Each person has many memories, problems and even stories associated with the house. Everyone has their own stories, funny and not very sad, funny and so their own, family. There are also secrets in every house. About which you know only the walls of houses. They remain a mystery sometimes, when the house is demolished or bought by other owners. All houses are unique and individual. For someone it is a luxury apartment in the city center or Vice versa a secluded place somewhere in remote areas, someone considers the house of the country or not a big city, and some consider their home village, where everyone knows each other in person, where the whole village celebrate a magnificent wedding, anniversaries and even a funeral. This is one big and friendly family. I consider my home the country in which I was born and grew up.
About the house I can talk very, very much. Since childhood, for all the house is the place where you are always welcome, where it is warm and cozy, where conversations until late, warm bed and smells fragrant and delicious. Where mom, dad, family and friends of you people surround you with love and care. No matter what city I live in, I can be born in one city, spend my childhood in another city, but my home will not be the city in which I was born, but the country I love!
Home is mine.
I grew up in a wonderful country and I consider it my home. I grew up in it and still am here. My friends and family are here. There are a lot of good and bad memories. Many experiences, UPS and downs. Here my life changed and with it the country - my house improved. There will be those who disagree with me. But that's my choice. This is my life. I chose this concept for myself-home. My home is my Country!
