Decisions, decisions, decisions

I had one home,
It was so nice,
Family, happiness,
And a lack of mice.

That's the thing,
I HAD one home,
Then had to leave,
So I was left alone.

I found another place,
It was alright,
Nothing could compare though,
To what I like.

I decided to make a new home,
With each detail perfect,
I loved my father,
He had great intellect.

I didn't speak to my family,
For 3 months or so,
And now they want me back,
I'm no longer a foe.

I want to go back,
I want to with all my heart,
I miss my siblings,
Never we had been apart.

So now I'm left,
Not knowing what to do...
Go back to family,
Or stay with the new?