First Market! Success, failures, tears, and spiked hot chocolate

What have I done to myself! Why do I sign myself up for the impossible? I have been carving out small slices of time to prep for my very first craft market. There is layers to this special market but for the sake of blog and sharing my soul on the internet I will keep it brief. 

I was absolutely nervous and preparing to have my heart shattered. I had created and organized 205 pairs of earrings in displays and worked on table layout, etc. At check-in, discovered I was respectfully reduced to a 3ft shared space. But that is the gut punch of life and we still move on. Of course in the grand scheme of the event , it really did not matter at all. I recovered. I have a very fragile emotional nervous system at the moment and need small goals and count every small victory to make the days. The act of preparing to speak to people about my jewelry line and why and how I create was another therapeutic act I went through.

So I picked out 80 of my best earrings and set up a space next to my best friend and be present in the place that fills my heart.

It was a complete success.

I sold out of gnomes and chickens-in-boots! I could not believe the positive reaction to my product, my story, my grief, and seeing all of my little creations and spurts of happiness find homes with others. It just filled my cup up. 

The baileys in my cocoa may have helped lighten the mood, too. 

I have my eyes set on the Midland Farmers Market Spring Fling March 15th, Midland Baptist Church, Midland, GA. Little goals.