Mj Pettengill
The Records Burned in a Fire
Once I was on my way to proper identification, comprehension, and acknowledgment, the wall of pain slowly and steadily vanished.
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Mj Pettengill
- Dec 24, 2022
- 2 min
One Is Not Better or Worse
"Who knows the fate of little August? The Lord knows. And be prepared to accept that his mother will not return."
Mj Pettengill
- Dec 13, 2022
- 3 min
Like a Brother to Me
There were many children like August and Billy. Where are they now?
Mj Pettengill
- Nov 24, 2022
- 2 min
For Nourishment of the Soul
May the little ones be mothered, as they should be, and all of us raised up from the deeps, Amen.
Mj Pettengill
- Oct 30, 2022
- 5 min
The Island is the Void
When I am in the void, I welcome it. Imagine the ocean. Without the dip between the waves, they would cease to exist.
Mj Pettengill
- Sep 6, 2022
- 1 min
No Bridge Is Too Far: A Tribute
She was an angel who appeared at the right time.
Mj Pettengill
- Aug 28, 2022
- 2 min
What's New? Mark the Date For Upcoming Classes and Events
As a perennial hermitess, this is bearable— even preferable—but the time has come to emerge from the cocoon.
Mj Pettengill
- Aug 22, 2022
- 3 min
A Note Inside a Coat: Foundlings ~ From the Author's Pen
Do you know what a foundling is?
Mj Pettengill
- Jun 30, 2022
- 5 min
Where the Magic Tree Stands
Until meeting Samuel, I was unaware that I had left a vital part of my soul in the heart of that tree.
Mj Pettengill
- Jun 21, 2022
- 3 min
From the Author's Pen: The Fate of Dolly May McGinnis
I find my way to the truth. It’s there; it waits patiently for relief from rage left unexpressed.
Mj Pettengill
- Jun 20, 2022
- 4 min
Hope Searching for Its Heart
With Abigail, I shared gratitude when my father gave me this doll. And like Abigail, my doll meant more after my father’s passing.
Mj Pettengill
- May 27, 2022
- 2 min
How Were We to Know?
It was oddly festive for such an unfortunate event.
Mj Pettengill
- May 8, 2022
- 2 min
Raw, Wild Imperfection
Before Death’s final blow, she was but a flower that never faded, showin’ me the fierceness of a mother’s love.
Mj Pettengill
- Apr 22, 2022
- 1 min
The Heart of the Tree
There wasn’t a better place for untanglin’ thoughts and bein’ amongst clouds.
Mj Pettengill
- Apr 12, 2022
- 2 min
Fall River: More Than Lizzie Borden
We cannot heal what we are unwilling to look at or afraid to know.
Mj Pettengill
- Mar 17, 2022
- 4 min
Last Footprint Upon the Soil
We were not rich, but we were content, imperfect, and lovingly frayed around the edges.
Mj Pettengill
- Feb 8, 2022
- 2 min
Her Faith Kept Her Free
Before Death’s final blow, she was but a flower that never faded, showin’ me the fierceness of a mother’s love.
Mj Pettengill
- Jan 25, 2022
- 3 min
Until Then, the Angels Would Do
I admired the courage of the wayward girl, the one who left snow angels in our winter garden.
Mj Pettengill
- Dec 18, 2021
- 3 min
A Path Adorned With Snow Angels: An Inmate's First Christmas
May we always care about the truth. And may we not allow fear to lead the way.
Mj Pettengill
- Dec 11, 2021
- 1 min
From the Author's Pen: Quoting Nellie
...bringing me home to Cold River.
Down from the Tree - Book Three
Samuel J. Hodgdon II
A Boy ~ A Vision ~ A Knowing Tree
The Journey Continues
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