A real home is a playground. Beware of the house where no rough-housing is allowed and no cries of glee are heard.
A real home is a workshop. Pity the child who is unfamiliar with wrenches and hammers, knitting needles, thread, screwdrivers and saws.
A real home is a forum. Honest, open discussion of life’s great problems belongs originally and primarily in the family circle.
A real home is cooperative. Households flourish in peace when the interest of each is the interest of all.
A real home is a school. Many of life’s most important and lasting lessons are learned here, both early in life and later on.
A real home is a temple, where people are loved and respected and where life is appreciated, in the recognition that life in all its parts is a gift of God, with our family being our personal and most precious gift.
Is your home a real home?