Family

My short doc expresses feelings of belonging whenever I eat dinner with my family at home. Ever since I was little, my dad always made sure that we ate dinner together, so every night we sat in our unassigned-assigned seats at our dining room table. I never ate separately in my room, and I found this to be annoying at times because I wished I was able to just eat in my room while doing homework. But as I got older, this was a routine that I grew to love. Hearing about my family’s days over a home cooked meal, or joking around with each other, and even just being in their presence all at once was a privilege that I realized not everyone had . This has been a safe and comforting place my entire life, and I appreciate every time I get to experience it. 

Furthermore, something that I struggled with while making this was finding the right words to fully represent my feelings of belonging. I also wanted to express my thoughts without directly saying, “I feel like I belong here because…” Instead, I wanted to explain it in a more creative, story telling way. All in all, even though I had to rethink and rewrite a couple of sentences here and there, I am glad with the way it came out.