After all the bullying and awfulness that dear Witchy endured in the Transylvania Forest, an important part of her healing journey has been making friends. This hasn’t been easy, as she is adapting to a whole new life in England, where everything is strange. It’s hard enough to heal from a major trauma when you’re in…
“Liberty! Liberty! Look at this!” Twirling her way through the door of my cottage in her usual purple and turquoise blur, Witchy spun into my kitchen. “Well…I would, but I can’t see anything till you quit spinning,” I smiled at her unfailing enthusiasm for — well, pretty much anything. “This!” she exclaimed, stopping suddenly and handing…
This morning, Witchy knocked on my cottage door before stepping into my kitchen. “Morning, Witchy!” I grinned while dishing up my breakfast. “Want some overnight oats? I have plenty.” “I’m not hungry,” she replied, her entire body appearing to droop as she took a seat at the table. “But thank you.” “Something wrong? You look…
As you will know if you’ve seen Witchy’s little video, she’s recovering from a lot of trauma in her past. Needing a fresh start to begin her healing journey, she is exploring a whole new world where she doesn’t understand much about how it works. After all, life in England is very different from the centuries…