When you build a home in someone, you never forget where you started from with them. Is it somewhat strange that we seek fairytales that only have good times, and forget our happy endings when conflict approaches our narratives. We often lose sight of how misfortunes are all a part of life. Some days we even lose sight of who we are, some of us takes planes, drives thousands of miles and even move away from places we once found contentment on. Still no matter what, we must remind ourselves that our fairytale began with building a home. And maybe somewhere in the pages you’ll lose sight of your happiness, but best believe the one who began the book with you will remind you that you are home and they are a home for you. And one day when you find a fairytale in someone, you all may lose your way one day, they may not be on every single one of your chapters but best believe what’s real will always reunite. When you are out here in this world, remind yourself that love can only be built on family and on the idea of home. Finding home, that’s where your happily ever after begins.