Bah Humbug

Hard to believe December has quietly arrived. The mild weather we are experiencing in Leland, NC makes it even harder to comprehend, but it is here, along with all that comes with it. As I drove through my neighborhood yesterday so many people were putting up lights and decorations, the wreaths were already on the doors. I really don’t want to partake this year. In no shape or form do I want to be jolly and festive. Not the best mood to be in while I am planning a Holiday Pop Up at Seaglass, but with the help of my Tribe, I know I will get through it. I cannot stop the clock from ticking and the pages on the calendar from flipping, we keep on keeping on, for that is all we can do.

After 13 weeks, several phones calls, several emails and a petition we are very proud to say the entrance to our development has been changed. The NCDOT investigated and agreed a change was indeed needed. I don’t know what I thought I would feel, but what hit me like a ton of bricks was not what I expected. It made be sadder. Too little too late, someone said. What I thought would give our family some peace, some satisfaction, gave us nothing. Please don’t take that the wrong way, we are so grateful to all that made it happen and honestly, relatively quick considering…but…what if…there are so many “what if’s.” It does help to know, it will never happen again…not there, and in my heart I know she is proud that we made sure of that. Our triumph is very bittersweet.

I now lead two lives, one is where I pretend everything is alright and the other where my heart is always “hurting,” the ache just never goes away. Yes, it is a physical ache. A heaviness that is always there, yet I am able to ignore it, most of the time. I walk around filled to the very brim with tears, if I think too much or a memory hits me, the gates open. I have very little control over them these days. Then I look at my amazing husband and think of Lindsay’s mom and I know their pain is a million times worse, and my heart aches more. I know there is no end to their grief, they are different people now. If you know someone who has suffered a loss do not tell them to move on or get over it, hold their hand and just walk with them wherever this new journey takes them. If you have suffered a loss, if you are grieving, please know you are not alone. Someone, somewhere understands…don’t be afraid to reach out.

I am extremely thankful for having an amazing group of people around me, and for having this wonderful outlet to express myself. It helps so much to just put it out there, thank you for allowing me to share my story with all of you.

As December begins, I look forward to 2 events at Seaglass Salvage Market. The Holiday Pop Up on Saturday December 10th from 10:00-4:00 and our regularly scheduled Market December 16-18. The Pop Up should be great fun as the vendors are working day and night to make it a wonderful event. We just confirmed with T’Geaux Boys, so they will be joining the festivities. Bess Mess, will be entertaining us with a Holiday Show, since her fabulous video from last market was such a hit! If you were not one of the 4,500 + people who viewed it, it is “pinned” to the top of the SSM FB PAGE, go take a peek! As always, the Good Vibe Tribe promises you a good time. A fun, unique shopping experience with some Christmas Flair. We hope to see you there!

Until then,

Reuse. Recycle. Restyle.

Kelli 🙂

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My name is Kelli, I live in Leland, NC and I own Seaglass Salvage Market, a once a month indoor/outdoor Meet the Maker Market. On the third weekend of each month you will find artists, artisans and entrepreneurs selling handmade, homemade, resale and retail items out of our two warehouses. We also have food trucks each day of Market, as well as outdoor vendors and outdoor seating (weather permitting). We are open, rain or shine, the **3rd Weekend** of every month! Friday, Saturday and Sun 9:00-3:00 and can be found at 1987 Andrew Jackson Hwy in Leland, NC. Once a month, every month, all year round!

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