Where is home ?

For a long time now, I lived the philosophy that home is my soft place to fall. Well now I don't know where home is. It is surely no longer my little house I come home every day to sad, empty and soulless. A desolate and emotionally vacant building.

This is really displacing for me, for years now I have been creating  what I thought was my home, filling it with furniture, linens,art, technology items at the time that warranted saving money and much consideration, today are just things with no significance to me now Was I creating a haven for me and G to share. I have put all this energy into what? I am clueless now cause this does not feel like home any more it did not so long ago. So what is it I have been doing all these years and why?

I could be walking into a hotel room for all the life and personality my house has now. I feel no warmth or connection to this building any longer.And  believe me, I truly want to come home so earnestly but somehow I have lost the feeling of my soft place to fall. And I don't have the faintest idea on how to recreate it.

I guess I have to redefine what home is to me. Is it G himself or is it the love we shared. Do I have to go somewhere new, do I really have to start all over, how do I take what was ours and make it mine? Will this empty nest feeling follow me to a new building?

So answer me this readers if there are any what is home to you? Maybe my thinking needs some directional input. Cause home is not here and I can go to G but I really want to come home.....needing those ruby slipper right about now Dorothy.