MY HOME

My home—I love it.

Not because it’s perfect because I know it’s not. It has flaws and there’s much that needs to be fixed. That’s just the way it is with an older home—or most any home.

My home—I love it.

In spite of the flaws, most days it’s filled with smiles, kindness, and laughter. I feel safe and loved in my home—even if it’s not perfect. 

My home—I love it.

In spite of the flaws, it’s filled with history, tradition and culture. Some good and some bad—still I wouldn’t want to live anywhere else. 

My home—I love it.

In spite of the flaws, it’s filled with opportunities and freedom. Freedom that many have given their lives to protect—a freedom that I cherish.

My home may not be perfect but I love it anyway.

God bless America!