the henderson home

If you walked in to the Henderson Home,
You'd find kids growing up to be teens, to adults, to be on their own.
You'd walk through the front door and smell,
love, laughter, and the stories we tell.
You would see the front room and the piano there,
taught to kids by a mother with care.
You would then walk into the kitchen, grabbing a fruit snack is a must,
the TV would be on with SportsCenter and the Raiders who probably lost.
The ground would be shaking from the music coming from downstairs,
for there's never a time in this home when an instrument is not blared.
Although the best part about this home,
is when the family sits together and no one is alone.
We sit and talk, laugh, and maybe even cry,
for some of us got our mother's teary eyes.
We sit and talk of memories of the past
and create new ones that will always last.
This home is open and welcome to anyone who enters,
some may think of it as the homeless food center.
You'll always be loved in the Henderson place,
for our mom always says we can find some space.
We wouldn't make it through with out help from above,
and in our home the number one rule is love.

i love my house. over the holidays it was so good to be home. from playing dance central to FIFA it was quite the competition. and this year everyone was home! we served breakfast at midnight on new years eve and i'm pretty sure we hit a new record of people being in that house. my parents are awesome and always so so supportive. maybe some of you reading this have been inside my house and grabbed a fruit snack or two and i hope you have felt the special feeling in our home. and if you would like, comment or email me with a favorite memory! i would love to read them.

as they say.. "home is where the heart is"

much love.