I live juuust about as far as you can get from my hometown without diving into an ocean to go further. I'd wager it's over 2,500 miles away.
This is a very, very similar outcome for my bride and I, although the moving around has basically been chasing after jobs rather than by mere choice. I have lived more places than just about anyone in my immediate or extended family by a long, long way (One late uncle being the exception. He lived in Vietnam and Saudi Arabia for a decade+ in each, the back to the States about as far as you could get from our hometown), including three different places the last 4 years, and I've found other than the actual stress/nonsense of the move itself that I have quite liked getting to see "how different it can be in a new place." I'll make more moves if the mood/need strikes, but it'll probably mean heavily sedating my wife. She is NOT built for it, unfortunately. Hell, my current place of business is in the process of opening up an Austin footprint in 1st quarter 2020. They may well open it up as an option for local employees to relocate to if it goes how they hope. I've already told them I'd be willing to consider it, if the timing/compensation were right.
Biggest difference from you to me in this regard is that I will never move back to my hometown. Plenty of family still there, but there is absolutely nothing else. It's fly speck in western PA that has been slowly bleeding to death for about 30 years. When forced to return since I've left (weddings, funerals, etc) I grow more and more depressed each time. Watching the area "age in chunks" rather than being there every day and not really noticing it in real-time is sobering.
