Our Folded Hands

Women helping Women. Reaching out to the Sister who still suffers. Helping each other through the Good times and the Difficult times. To get to the SOBER way of life, One Day at a Time.

Pretty Purple Flowers

Each day a new Beginning

The old woman I shall become will be quite different from the woman I am now. Another I is beginning . . .  —George Sand—
Change is constant. And we are always becoming. Each chance, each feeling, each responsibility we commit ourselves to, adds to the richness of our womanhood.

 We are not yesterday’s woman, today. Our new awarenesses have brought us beyond her. And we

can’t go back without knowing, somehow, that she no longer meets the needs of today. We can look forward to our changes, to the older woman we are becoming. She will have the wisdom that we

still lack. She will have learned to live and let live. She will have acquired, through years of experiences, a perspective that lends sanity to all situations.
The lessons we are learning today, the pain that overwhelms us now and again, are nurturing the developing woman within each of us. If only we could accept the lessons and master them. If only we could trust the gift of change that accompanies the pain. I am becoming. And with the becoming, comes peace. I can sense it today. I know where I was yesterday.