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

We all live with the objective of being happy; our lives are all different and yet the same. —Anne Frank—
Happiness feels so close and yet so far away. Perhaps we look to a person for it,
or to a job, or a new winter coat. We deserve happiness, we know. Yet, we learn so slowly that happiness can only be found within. The person leaves; the job goes sour; the new coat is quickly out of style. Elusive, all of them.
But the happiness that comes from knowing who we are and how our lives fit in the grand design of the Creator,
never eludes us. We are one of a kind. And there is no other who can offer to the world of friends just what each of us can. We are needed,

and knowing that, really knowing it, brings happiness.
Before we found this program,
we no doubt failed to realize our worth. We can celebrate it now. We can glory in our worth, our specialness, and we can cherish the design. We can cherish our parts and cherish  the part each other person plays. Combined, we are as one big orchestra. The conductor reads the music and directs the movements. Being in tune with the conductor feels good. I can call it happiness. All I need do is play my part.