What is your hope?

Are you working hard for something in your life? Your life long dream?

I know we work hard everyday for something but sometimes in working hard, therein lies our life long dream that we truly work hard for.

My life long dream isn't big. I only wish to find a place I can truly call "my home".

In the place I can call home, I am free to express myself willfully

and I am able to sleep at night peacefully.

In my home I want to feel truly belonged to the people around me.

I want to feel at peace making mistakes, shouting in anger, expressing my fears without the void of insecurity.

I want to leap in joy just thinking about going back "home" and play all day long without the need to lock myself in.

I do not want to have "a room" but the whole house.

Every space is nicknamed "joy" and painted in clear white to give vibes of honesty, purity and clarity.

In my home, my husband is loved, my children are blessed and we gather together to speak our thoughts freely and lovingly.

We touched each other hearts with honesty and treat each other with respect irrespective of our differences.

There is no difference between the young and the old. Their opinion all matters and none ideas discarded without being weighed fairly.

When one is hurting the other will comfort and when one is happy the rest will be partying.

There is no single moment that doesn't count and even a little cry will be given a thorough attention for who knows the heart may speak much than the little cry.

When joy seems diminished, everyone lift up everyone soul and song of joys filled up the air from morning till night that everyone is singing in sync.

My children will be radiant in joy and my husband is smiling with gratefulness.

This is the place I called "my home".The place where love resides.