Home is where the heart is

There have been many changes in my life
New career, new friends, new life
But my home has always been there

Home is where memories are created
Memories of the Bianco family have been generated
In our home since 1956
My father’s confirmation party in the backyard
My communion party in the living room
My brothers first step in the TV room
My brother fell through the ceiling from the attic to my bedroom
My aunt drove the car through the garage door
My sister snuck out her second floor bedroom window
My brother threw a measuring cup at my head in the kitchen

Memories can be as happy as one jumping on the trampoline in the backyard
To as sad as Aunt Reny having a heart attack in the den

Home is about love and laughter
Home is where you spend time with family
To create bonds and friendships

My house is in Jersey but my home is wherever I choose to be
A house is a form of shelter that protects you from the weather
Home is where you can be yourself without worry
Home is where love grows and you change

My heart may be in New York but my home is in New Jersey.

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