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.

Promise of a new Day

Grief can take care of itself, but to get the true value of joy you must have somebody to divide it with. —Mark Twain—

We Share this planet that supports us. We share it with other living creatures, each one offering a necessary ingredient that nurtures and

sustains the continuation of the whole. Every experience that involves one of us, involves others who also need what the experience may teach. We are not alone, ever.We are traveling a path in concert with others whose needs are similar to our own. We can expect to discover joyous occasions and will undoubtedly be visited by grief in our travels. the latter will be eased by the

knowledge that others, too, have known grief. Joy, on the other hand, is doubled in intensity when we acknowledge the occasion giving

birth to it and then celebrate it with others. No day passes without giving us many occasions to shout for joy. Too often, feeling alone and

lonely, we close our eyes to the wonders that could excite us. The most fruitful lesson we could learn is that we have fellow travelers among whom joy abounds and multiplies when shared. Today I’ll look for the joy in my life.