Housemates.
The maker or breaker of a home.
Family - can't choose them, everyone seems to have their own lives and you manage to just muck in and deal with them. Fights happen, days pass when you don't talk and then suddenly you're besties again. Food is eaten, together, whatever the emotions and you learn to understand that it's easier to be tolerable and to tolerate than to be the 'bee's knees' as the world of family has no bee's knees. In fact everyone is their own bee's knees.
Housemates - uni, school, work. You choose them. You make a conscious decision that you like the human and live with them.
In my experience, living with people you don't know is so fun. A bit like family, you all have different lives and the easiest thing to do is to muck in. Another change is that if you're all from different backgrounds then you all have different morals which again is beaut to work alongside.
The laughs, the tears, the screams and the hugs. Housemates, be that, family or other are brilliant.
They are what makes a house a home.
Be a brilliant housemate. Empty the dishwasher, make a hot water bottle for someone. Give them a lift at 2:30 am when you've been woken from the best sleep. Be the best hugger.
Poo in the other housemates bathroom (as a generous gift, obvs!)
Be the home.
Yours homely...
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