My parents divorced when I was 2. They lived within 10-15 miles of each other. This was because they wanted a shared custody schedule (M-T / T-M). One side of my family lived locally as well. The other was on the other side of the country. In hindsight, one of my parents made large sacrifices in order to stay in their children's life.

Overall, this was a trade-off for good and bad. Having a relationship with both sides of my family stopped me from believing either. It was a constant lack of security (continual hand-offs). I'd lived in ~15 different homes by my mid teens, I became very adept at moving and traveling and never establishing my own space.