28/09/2025
There is no place like home when it's peaceful. It doesn't come with a lot of noise or talks. It's quiet, like when your mom hums while she sweeps the floor or when your dad sits next to you without saying anything just to be there. The shared meals, the soft laughs, and the kind touch on the shoulder when you're down are what make life worth living. At home, peace is not the lack of noise, but the presence of love.
It is formed slowly, like a story that has been told for many years. It's sometimes put to the test by tired bodies, confusion, and the weight of the outside world. When people choose each other repeatedly, though, peace endures. When they say "I forgive you" instead of "I'm done," When they pay attention, even if it's tough. When they stay, even if it would be easier to leave.
When there is peace at home, you learn how to be kind right away. You know that being loud and strong aren't always the same thing, and that being right isn't always the most important thing. It's where you learn that love is patient, not perfect. It's there that you know how to be still and that "I'm here" can be the most important thing you can say.
When the world seems crazy, having peace at home is a welcome break. You go back there when your heart is tired. People know your name there, remember your stories, and don't forget about your tears. Here, you are welcome to be soft, broken, and human.
Some people think that peace at home is something they make, not something they find. With every act of love, every moment of patience, and every act of kindness. It's not the things or places we leave behind that matter, but the hearts of the people we've loved. As we take each day in, we are grateful for the peace at home.
Rujonel Cariaga