The Mom I Want To Be: Rising Above Your Past To Give Your Kids A Great Future
Tuesday, April 29th, 2008
The Mom I Want to Be:
Rising Above Your Past to Give
Your Kids a Great Future,
by T. Suzanne Eller
(Harvest House 2006)
Author and mom of three, T. Suzanne Eller, takes readers on a journey exploring her painful past as the daughter of a single mom who survived abuse and years of depression. Eller’s passion is to enable today’s women to face and overcome negative memories in order to become the moms they long to be. Her candid story includes end-of-chapter questions, making this a great book for… Read More














































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