The holiday season is in the air. Radio stations have started playing songs that brought us back fond, blissful memories of loved ones, things we cherished, and home. Ahhh, home. The last word means beyond steel, french windows, treehouse, fish pond, and bricks. ┬áIt’s a feeling, which thus complicates the meaning for every one of us. Read this poem submitted by Sofia, a first-year student of our department, on her personal rendition about house and home.