Home is where the heart is... Or is it where the orders state?

This weekend as I clean my house and start packing for our Christmas vacation back at "home",  I start wondering.  We are raised with they saying "Home is where the heart is" it is told to us as kids, hung on our walls and embroidered into throw pillows, but it is really?  When we are honest yes we miss our families and friends but is that really our "home"? I know when we were back in Kansas (our first home) last, it seems like we spent the entire time running, and going to see everyone, I remember thinking at night when I would lay down I can't wait to get home and relax.  When I got back to South Carolina it was nice to just  be able to do nothing.  I started to feel guilty.  Because I felt like I was somehow betraying where we came from, don't get me wrong Kansas sucks but our families are truly amazing.  Is it possible that we are... growing up?  Can we really have two homes? As military spouses how many homes do we truly have?  I mean the friends we make at our different bases become a whole new kind of family, we depend on them to listen to us, give us advice, and give us shoulder when we cry.  Why does our heart have to have one home?  Can I have a heart in Kansas and a heart in South Carolina?  I miss our families but I don't miss Kansas yes it is where we came from and it is where we were made into the people we are now but South Carolina is making us into these 2 new people I didn't even know we could be.  For me it was a very strange realization to come to when I was so extremely excited to go back "home" for our first visit, to spend the last half of the trip excited to get back home.  When I got back to South Carolina I got to thinking is that a sign of a true military wife feeling torn like that?  Or is it a sign of growing up?  Or could it be both?  The conclusion I came to was it was both, we enlisted to help ourselves get on our feet after Josh got laid-off, so we embark on this adventure that takes us 22 hours and 1,000 mile from home, and this is what we have to show for it, we have grown up and decided to make our own "home" for our kids, who knows how many "homes" or "family" members they will have I just hope they don't hate us too much when they get older lol, so no home is not where my heart is because as you know as a military wife half of my heart deploys ALOT,  Home is where and who you make it.  With every base we mature alittle more but the one thing that will remain the same no matter where we get stationed, is that we love our families and respect them for the advice they have given us along the way, but for now my home is where Josh's orders tell us it is and I am strangely yet happily okay with that.