"Sweetie do you remember that I told you we were witches?" she asked me. I marveled at my mom in my dream, she was so alive and beautiful. I never wanted to wake up from this dream. "Yes mama, we are witches that work with Mother Earth she loves us when we treat her well." I beamed back at her smiling as I made a necklace from flower heads. "Yes sweetie she does, she loves you almost as much as I love you. But I need you to understand the other half of you also. I need you to know things about your future that might be hard to understand." She was trying to explain something to me that day and I was simply not listening. I was listening now. "A time will come whether I want it to or not that your father will find you and when he does I am certain that he will ask many things of you. You will be expected to marry a boy of his choosing whether you like him or not." She said with caution. "Mama, that's gross, I don't want to get married; besides boys have cooties. I will only ever be married to Mother Earth she is the one who will love me like you do." My 11 year old self said, still clearly not paying any attention to the information.
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