Memory returned and she saw again the way it was at worst and greatest disarray. She thought of the then, all she had felt—doubts, fears and worries in then.
But that was past.
She looked on the present with a love and high regard for the near-perfect it became. She smiled in mirth and gratitude for what was, a reminder of all that can be made and done in the follow-through of a hope and actions and faith: forward moving, forward seeing, in willed making of the Dream.
She loved it more than even Dreamed.