While the girl in my drawing is technically not a fairy she is none the less because she is a friend. The drawing is a 9×12 done on white paper using soft pastel,color pencils, and black pen. Home they say is where you hang your hat. I think home is where you feel loved. A house is just a house unless it is filled with warmth and love. In the same light home does not have to be the place where we hang our hat or sleep. Home can at a friends or church. Growing up I felt like I was home when I visited certain friends or relatives. Someday I will be in an ultimate home with Jesus and others who have gone before me. Oh what a glorious day that will be.