Home. (It's Complicated)

My mom called me a while ago and told me that she wanted to fly me home to see her. I am very excited about this. Only 3 more weeks to go! I have been missing home. When I say home I'm not talking about a physical house. I'm talking about the feeling of home. The funny thing is, home is a bit complicated for me. You see, to me home is wherever my family is but, my family is all over the place. My hubby and kids are here with me so, this is home. But, my mom is in Western NY so, when I go to see her that's home even though I didn't grow up there. My dad is also in the Western part of NY so that's home, too. I was born in Ohio and my extended family lives there, and that is home when I am there. But, I was raised in a rural area of NY and none of my family lives there anymore so, even though it should technically be home it's not. I have a lot of homes. Have I confused you? I think I've confused myself a little.

They say "home is where the heart is". Well, I guess my heart is a little all over the place, and I'm totally cool with that.