seeker of solace

I looked up the word solace when I sat down to write this morning, I wanted an exact definition, to make sure I had the context right. 

Here's what I found:

comfort or consolation in a time of distress or sadness

Yep, contextually correct, I have a keen understanding of the word. Solace is a grey word, one that isn't attached to happiness in my mind, like a pink or turquoise colored word. Not that grey isn't a nice color, it is, (especially as a palette, hi beautiful). In this particular context, I've largely felt solace to be a wistful, grey sort of word, until recently. 

In the past few weeks I've dreamt about my sister, which is new and noteworthy because she has not appeared in any of my dreams since those first couple weeks after her death over two years ago.

Lately, she's appeared in my dreams in a beautiful way. There isn't a time period, she's visiting us and we haven't seen her in a long time. Not because she's passed, not because of anything other than 'hey, it's been awhile'.

There is such solace in these tiny glimpses of her, of how it was when she was alive. I'm certain these dreams serve as a reminder that she is always with me, just like my dreams.

Solace is changing and becoming a white word, a word that's full of hope and peace and love. Solace is the white fluffy cloud in the sky, the one you know would softly support you, offering comfort and calm.

*I've joined along with Amanda for the month of November with daily writing prompts you can find here