Markets?

I grew up poor, to society standards that is. We didn't get to go on family holidays or have luxuries in life that other children I saw experience, instead weekends consisted of going to the markets to sell products my mum and dad made out of off cuts from my dad's stone masonry work or the plants my mum had grown. I was a very anxious child so I would hide in the back of the van I grew up in and would observe how well both my parents communicated to potential customers. I never thought being at markets would have a positive effect on how I communicated with other people because simply I struggled with communication and social skills and was nonverbal for many of my younger years.

Markets being the highlight/ nightmare of our week, we were consciously preparing from the point we packed up and left home to start again in 7 days as mostly for some time this was my parent's main income in one day as my mum was often physiologically unwell which affected her physical wellbeing and ability to parent us as children so my dad had to pick up a lot and do many things which included missing a lot of days of his 6:30am to 4:30pm stone mason position, dad's ability to do multiple actives at once will always be admired tome and as he did many activities that would sure cause a burn out, he took them with ease and show me a way of patience and resilience, I have since developed that ability, I must admit I have burnt out, I have to give all my graces to my dad for showing me how to live smaller and being happy with what's around you rather than keep burning out trying to chase your tail, my dad gave me my mindset and I am passing my mindset on so others can benefit from a less chaotic and a more happier mindset about life.