Where is 'home' ?

My hometown, Eagle River, Alaska, is a gem.  It is full of people I treasure and places chalked full of happy memories. It is tucked away in mountains and anchored by a river that snakes through the valley.  Every time I come back, it is hard to leave.
 
I've been thinking a lot this trip about exactly what and where "home" is. Honestly, I can't quite put my finger on it.  It's been 10 years, 10 winters, since I lived in Alaska year round.  Some days up here I feel like an Eastcoast impostor.  Other days, being up here feels 100% natural.

Most people our age in the D.C. area are imports. Consequentially Brady and I are always being asked "Where are you from?"  We usually give one word answers. But especially for Brady, who grew up military, it's a lot more convoluted than that.

As I respond to this question it feels wrong to leave places, entire chunks of my history, out of my answer. It's as if by not mentioning all the places I've lived, I'm neglecting good times and cherished friends.  But I guess in someways, you take those with you with you where ever you go.

Everyone chooses their own definition of 'home,' but a few of mine are:
-Where you currently live, have your stuff, where you work, play, and your kids go to school
-Where you "grew up," the place that shaped you                      
-Where you have lived most recently
-Where mom and dad live   
-Where you have spent the most time
-The place you identify with, and like, the most
-Where you were most influenced
-Where you feel the most comfortable

It feels good to have more than one 'home.'  It also feels exciting knowing there are new places, new 'homes,' that one day will be added to our list.