You seem to be equating the word home with owning the property you live in @cardycard , when they're not equivalent at all.
I rented for years, that house was my home, despite me not owning it.
My daughter is 18, she has now ownership in the house we live in. I could kick her out at any time if I wanted to. (Obviously I'm not actually going to). So its her home.
I spent 3 months on a cattle ranch in Australia. I didn't own any of it, but for those three months, the little room where I could lie in bed with a beer at the end of a day felt very much like home.
I'm off on holiday this week, at some point I'm sure I'll say to DP "Shall we have one more beer or head home? I'm not talking about going back to our house, but the hotel, but somehow she'll understand exactly what I mean"
Home is a very malleable concept, its not a tangible thing For most adults, home is the place they regularly go to sleep. It's where they can leave their stuff, and have a reasonable expectation it's not going to get nicked. Homes can be permanent, they can be temporary. The hotel next week will feel a bit like home, but less like home than our house.
For kids, most of the time "home" is a much simpler concept. Home is your parents.
My Mum died when I was 38. I never lived in the last house she owned, yet it was always "home". I owned my own home, but her house was also home. Right up until the moment she died. At that point, it stopped being home, just became a house that, ironically, I now owned.