In an increasingly polluted world, our homes are our first and last line of defense. The city beats against the windows but it can't come in. The home is fortress combined with temple. Home is where the heart is.
HOME is where our children take their first breath, and a trillion more that come after.
Home sweet home is the ultimate citadel. The sad reality is that no matter how we scour the place, the average house crawls with filth. The carpet where our infant gurgles is teeming with dust mites, bacterial life and toxic poisons which his little damp hands carry to his mouth and eye. The sheets on baby's bed are buttered with spores and mold and painted with detergents which penetrate his skin. Toxic gases waft in from the city streets and are inhaled into lungs and bloodstream to end up residing permanently in his brain where they go about their nasty work of stealing oxygen molecules.