Rambling on about dreams and ideas…

I’ve really had a crazy idea, it came to me 3 years ago. I was at the end of my MA in counseling and working at a Consignment Vendor shop in Downtown. Loved the shop, selling old things, vintage things… its in my blood, my parents loved antiques and my mom had a shop in grew up in working. I wanted to open a shop in Downtown called  RETAIL THERAPY… my vision a vendor shop full of cool things, and coffee area that sells baked goods and light fare for filling the stomach, with therapy sessions, private and group given there as well.

It would be a place to gather, to shop and get that unique retail fix, and find an ear to hear, a shoulder to hold on to to heal. It was a dream, one that suited my soul, my personality. A big wish, but a bit overzealous maybe. But doesn’t it sound fun?