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

They sicken of the calm, who knew the storm.  —Dorothy Parker—
Variety in experiences is necessary for our continued growth. We mistakenly think that the “untroubled”

life would be forever welcome. It’s the deep waves of life that teach us to be better swimmers.
We don’t know how to appreciate the calm without the occasional storm that pushes us to new

limits of ourselves. The calm following the storm offers us the time we need to become comfortable

with our new growth. We are ever changing, refining our values, stepping gingerly into

uncharted territories. We are forever in partnership in these new territories, let us not forget.
We long for challenge even in the midst of the calm that blesses us. Our inner selves understand the journey; a journey destined to carry us to new horizons; a journey that promises many stormy seasons. For to reach our destination, we must be willing to weather the storms. They are challenges, handpicked for us, designed to help us become all that we need to be in this earthly life.
The mixture of the calm with the storm is not haphazard. Quite the contrary. My growth is at the center of each. I will trust its message.