Approaching my 66 day of night market in the six year of business equates to 666. For some this would be a bad omen, but not for me. Yesterday was a small milestone in a series of small steps that are easy to overlook. Today I choose to celebrate. In 2013, during what was the most harrowing and scary time in my life, a small ray of sunshine found its way to me and I decided to start a night market. This was the beginning of the adventure that has given me joy when I thought I had none, peace where I thought none existed and a new future to work towards when I was no longer sure where I was going or if I would ever get anywhere.
I knew immediately I would not become a farmer’s market, night market was going to be different. It would be a socially minded, happy “3rd place” for people to gather while quietly doing good one night market at a time….to be continued