when I think of-home.

 When I got to my house, crib, mansion, or whatever you name it, I have to feel relieve and say "finally I'm home"-with a smile.

It's not a matter of creating a house or a place to stay; but this is about creating a home for us. 

A place to comfort each other,

a place to release every burden on the soulder,

a place to hug,

a place to smile,

a place to kiss,

a place to love.

 
The living room.  It must be warm enough to welcome, spacious to play and small enough to embrace everyone together. 

 

The kitchen. It must be clean and bright. This is the place to cook, with love for the whole family. This is the place that full of laughter when we enjoy our dinner.

The bedroom. This is not merely a place to sleep. It is a place to cuddle.

A place to talk all of our worries, fears, problems.

It is a place to rest.

It will be great to have a bay window. I imagine that I could sit there, sip a cup of tea in the afternoon and reading a book.
I love rain.
This would be the perfect place to enjoy every raindrops and wear a blanket.

I can't wait to built my dream house, I can't wait to create a home-for us.