Comments for New York Times Best Selling Author Laura Munson https://lauramunson.com/ Haven Home Online Writing Course Fri, 24 Nov 2023 16:42:40 +0000 hourly 1 https://wordpress.org/?v=6.5.2 Comment on Thanksgiving Gravy Haven by Laura Munson https://lauramunson.com/thanksgiving-gravy-heaven/#comment-2384 Fri, 24 Nov 2023 16:42:40 +0000 http://blog.lauramunson.com/?p=9341#comment-2384 In reply to Susan MacLaughlin.

I’m so glad, Susan! It’s a keeper!
Happy Thanksgiving!

]]> Comment on Thanksgiving Gravy Haven by Susan MacLaughlin https://lauramunson.com/thanksgiving-gravy-heaven/#comment-2383 Thu, 23 Nov 2023 03:21:30 +0000 http://blog.lauramunson.com/?p=9341#comment-2383 Prepped “gravy heaven” today (with turkey wings as a stand-in for the bird). Laura, your liquid gold is beyond delicious. Looking forward to wow-ing our guests tomorrow. Happy Thanksgiving!

]]> Comment on Someone’s in the Kitchen: allowing your kids to care for you    by Carolyn Menzies https://lauramunson.com/someones-in-the-kitchen-allowing-your-kids-to-care-for-you/#comment-2382 Fri, 13 Oct 2023 01:57:43 +0000 https://lauramunson.com/?p=38382#comment-2382 Loved this sooo much. So many deep lessons in that. And I just started a new sourdough two days ago. Deep Resonance. I love it.

Thank you:)

]]> Comment on Someone’s in the Kitchen: allowing your kids to care for you    by barbara parker https://lauramunson.com/someones-in-the-kitchen-allowing-your-kids-to-care-for-you/#comment-2381 Sun, 08 Oct 2023 17:58:01 +0000 https://lauramunson.com/?p=38382#comment-2381 You inspired me at just the right time. This was really lovely, Laura. Boy, would I love to do a third round of a Haven’s Retreat! Both experinces remain as highlights in my life.

I’m in my car, on the ferry, with a cat in my lap and an old dog, with congestive heart failure, asleep in the back seat. He is a surviver. Last night I had a beautiful heart to heart with my son and then listened to him play a song on his guitar before heading to bed. I slept well. I have covid for the first time and needed a change of scenery for a few days. In my car, this morning, I answered a tear- drenched call. My chest tightened. I like to think I calmed another child’s broken heart, but it’s never that easy. The ocean is rough. My car is moving in place, rocking me just enough, as if I am its baby in need of bouncing. Everything is ok.

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