I’m one of those people that believe home is their safe place. For me, what makes it safe is knowing its a place I can always run too when times are tough, why is that, because of my family. Home is where the heart is, and the heart is where my family is. Here are my mom, stepdad, sister and boyfriend, taken from my surprise 25th birthday party last year, where my WHOLE family came out to celebrate with me, a night I will definitely never forget 
XOXO
What a gorgeous photo, you’re a lucky girl
Thanks hun!
Somehow I really connected to this post Lizette, I feel the same… For me home (especially being so many years away now) it’s my harbour, a place that I can run to whenever the storm hits (and it hit recently). And to me it seems that the more the years pass by the more I get this feeling: my “home” is my core and they will always be there for me. Lovely photo!
Beautiful photo, loving family togetherness. 😊 Thank you for sharing.