The other night I sat in the quiet - moonlight, leaves dancing, and a calm I never used to have. Drinking me would’ve been rushing home to my wine or avoiding the drive altogether. But sober me sat in peace, tears in my eyes, grateful for how far I’ve come. The time it took to get here was worth it… because the time would’ve passed anyway.

This week’s reflection is for the woman who feels like her sober journey keeps getting harder. What if those challenges aren’t detours, but divine direction? Here’s how to see your difficulties as tools for growth, grace, and the peace you’ve been praying for.

We often think acceptance means defeat, especially when it comes to alcohol. But what if acceptance is actually the doorway to peace? In this week’s reflection, I’m sharing how letting go of moderation becomes the moment you step into real freedom.

The difficulties you’re facing right now aren’t in the way of your healing; they are the way. Each craving, setback, and hard moment is a spotlight showing you where to grow. This is not more work than drinking ever was - it’s just new work. And it’s the work that leads to peace, confidence, and lasting freedom.

When life feels uncertain or change feels too big, it’s easy to stay stuck in fear. But growth always asks us to begin before we feel ready. Whether it’s navigating motherhood, a new season of sobriety, or learning how to live without alcohol, you don’t have to know every step - you just have to trust the next one.

When I quit drinking, it didn’t look dramatic. I didn’t hit rock bottom or go to rehab. I just got honest with myself - about how much I was drinking, how often, and how badly it was affecting me. This is my story of letting go, finding freedom, and realizing you don’t have to lose everything to change everything.

I used to sit on my kitchen floor in the middle of the night, sobbing. I thought I was just overwhelmed by motherhood - but I didn’t realize how much alcohol was fueling my fear and anxiety. Since quitting, none of my worries have disappeared, but they no longer consume me. This is what I’ve learned about the peace that comes when you stop pouring gasoline on the fire.

Real healing isn’t about feeling good - it’s about getting real. In this reflection, Shannon shares how one client learned to stay present through discomfort, rebuild self-trust, and face what she used to avoid. If you’re in early sobriety or craving peace beyond the pour, this is a reminder that growth often feels messy before it feels miraculous.

In early sobriety, it’s common to wonder who you are without the wine - the “fun one,” the social one, the one who always poured one more. But real fun, real friendship, and real connection don’t disappear when alcohol does. They deepen. This is about learning to stand steady when others don’t understand your change, and discovering that the most magnetic version of you is the one who’s fully awake, present, and real.

She had it all - the family, the business, the busy life. But behind closed doors, wine became her escape. Here’s how she found the courage to quit and reclaimed her peace.