Don’t Go to Bed Angry Book Giveaway
Last week I shared a book review of Don’t Go to Bed Angry by Deb and Ron DeArmond. I was called away and didn’t post with it the 5 book giveaway. This ends Monday, so act NOW!
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Last week I shared a book review of Don’t Go to Bed Angry by Deb and Ron DeArmond. I was called away and didn’t post with it the 5 book giveaway. This ends Monday, so act NOW!
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There’s a lot going on with ENGAGED releasing this month. I thought I’d share an update with reading news you can use! Patti Shene hosted me last week and time is running out on the giveaway opportunity to receive a copy of ENGAGED. Learn more HERE. Sarah Ruut interviewed me yesterday and there’s a…
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When my husband and I first started dating, I spent hours dolling myself up in the mirror. I wanted my hair to look just right, my lipstick the perfect shade, whatever it took to see his eyes light up and hear him say, “You’re beautiful.” Now, sixteen years later, my hair’s streaked with gray, laugh…