As I write this, I’m envisioning 300 other women just like me trying to put into words the experience that is Haven. How does one do justice to an event that brought together so many talented, creative and giving women in one place?
Like most stories, it’s best to start at the beginning.
I arrived at Haven on Thursday, along with my newly painted toes and highlighted hair, and immediately felt the energy and anticipation of what the next three days would bring. Three days of learning, meeting new friends and gaining new skills. Haven did not disappoint. Thursday night was kicked off with a cocktail party, and I shamelessly ambushed Rhoda, a true sweetheart and one of the Founders of Haven,
and Karianne, one of the presenters and a real honest to goodness treasure, for a photo. (I’m putting Sandra Bullock on notice…Karianne is the undisputed real Miss Congeniality.)
The next day I attended a paint workshop taught by Miss Mustard Seed. She taught us some paint techniques using Milk and Chalk Paint.
I attended some other hands on workshops taught by awesomely talented ladies who rocked power tools like nobody’s business.
And in between workshops I exchanged cards with tons of women from all over the country.
But the workshops only told part of the story. The workshops don’t tell the story of the women who shared their knowledge and inspiration, or the enthusiastic and super generous vendors who gave us tons of free samples, hands on instruction and shared their product knowledge.
And it certainly doesn’t tell the story of my last night at Haven, when I ran into one of my blog idols, Susan from Between Naps on the Porch. I love Susan’s style, but when her precious cat Max died a couple of months ago, I truly felt her sadness and cried along with her. That’s the kind of person she is. Real and about as genuine as they come.
After talking a bit, she asked if I wanted to join her and some other awesome bloggers for a trip to Pottery Barn and then dinner.
Before she could even finish her sentence, I was sitting in her car and we were on our way. Was I dreaming??! Me, this tiny little blogger hanging with the best of them! I couldn’t have hoped for a better night.
Thank you Haven! You’ve inspired me to do better, be better and create better. Till next year…