All things made new

Quite the day.  Reliving hoped dreams, restoration to old scars, battling through painful rememberings...some how we made it to the Community Prom.

A mom danced with her son...the same mom got to waltz with a senior gentlemen and remember past dances with her deceased father.

Another women braved facing past memories.

God was there and God surely reminded me how much he loves His daughters battle scars and all and how He makes all things new and beautiful.  It is a day I will not soon forget.

And what girl doesn't need a corsage for such an event!!!  The hand models are two of my roommates.