A home is built brick by brick, a home heart by heart.

The home is a welcome rest area on the busy road of life.

The home is the school in which we first learn life's lessons.

Home is the stage on which we rehearse our roles and develop our character.

A home is a place of comfort,familarity,warmth and joy.

Home is a place to hang your hat--and heart.

Home is the place where we can kick off our shoes and kick up our heels.

Home is a place we carry with us in memory and heart.

The family is a world unto itself, the home the universe in which it spins.

Family-that miraculous group of folks who note our imperfections but accept us just the same.

Time passes, family remains.

We can go home again, in heart, body and mind.