I’ve already lived in three places my whole life. The first ten years of my life was spent continuously in one place. Though I have vivid memories of the place, there is just no heart connections there. I even don’t recall anymore the faces and names of people that I may have considered friends.
After that we moved here where my parents were originally from. (un)Fortunately, I only got to stay 6 long years. I didn’t really have much choice then because I needed to leave for college.
The university town that I feel in love with the first time I sat foot on it’s soils — is a place really close to my heart. I’ll think of that place always with love, wherever I will end up on the globe. 
18 years in that place I came too close many times to buying a real state property. There was a point in between when I said to myself, this is where I’m going to raise my kids. So I couldn’t leave for a very long time. The place provided a comfort zone that I couldn’t resist!
Besides, it doesn’t take me too long to be contented in a place. Like an obnoxious weed, I will grow anywhere, in practically any ecosystem. Even in stressful ones. Heh. That’s the ex-rice scientist talking again. 
At this point, I am just sort of relieved I didn’t go through with buying a subdivision house & lot anywhere. Now I know that it doesn’t really matter where. It could be a high-rise condo or a studio type apartment or maybe a Branson real estate. Could even be a (cheap) small house in the projects!
It doesn’t really matter what and where. After all, home is where the heart is!