The French writer André Maurois once said that home is “the only place where we can show ourselves just as we are.”
At one time or another, we all find ourselves hiding our true feelings or wearing a mask in front of others. After such exhausting moments, our heavy steps feel lighter as we approach home—because waiting for us is family, the ones with whom we can be fully ourselves, free from pretense.
Home is a precious place, given to us as a refuge where love soothes our weary hearts and tired bodies, and where we regain the strength to face another day.