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The Witchy One
One Simple Way To Stop Letting Fear Destroy Your Happiness
How to take control of your joy
“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 a card to me. “It’s an invitation to a birthday party!”
“That’s nice, Witchy! Who’s it from?”
“Carolina. I met her in the woods by my cottage the other day! And — now I don’t know what to do!”
“About what?”
“About — going!”
“What do you mean? Don’t you want to go?”
“Well — yes — but — but — ”
“But what? You came spinning in here all excited about it, what’s the problem?”
“Yes, I’m excited! I would love to go to a birthday party! And I’m also terrified!”
Shaking my head in confusion, I laid a hand on her shoulder. “Witchy, calm down for a second. Here, sit for a minute.” I pulled out two chairs from the table…
