Fifty + 3

Fifty + 3

JN Fenwick © 2020 | Author, Four Weeks | Editor, In the Eye of the Storm, In the Aftermath of the Storm Turning 50 seemed like such a surreal moment to me. How could I be 50 so quickly? I mean just yesterday I was 21, right?! It seemed that way to me! In fact, [...]

Grief: The Hardest Journey

Grief: The Hardest Journey

by Jennifer N. Fenwick January 17 marks three years since my best friend was taken. Three years since I last heard her voice, saw her smile. I've felt her absence in every day that has passed, and wished with all my heart I could spend just one more moment in her presence. Alisa with her [...]

Timeless Treasures

Timeless Treasures

JN Fenwick, author, In the Eye of the Storm | In the Aftermath of the Storm A room without books is like a body without a soul. Cicero Image by Pixabay Thomas Jefferson’s home, Monticello, has always been one of my favorite places to visit; especially, his library. Standing in the dim room, surrounded by [...]

We’re ALL Guilty of This, Myself Included.

We’re ALL Guilty of This, Myself Included.

In this age of social media, and instantaneous sharing, we sometimes share too much. And not necessarily in ways designed to build each other up. Instead we use the platforms, from the safety of perceived obscurity, to publicly condemn, rebuke, and chastise people whose opinions and/or choices differ from our own.  We hide behind our religion, [...]

The Lost Art of Critical Thinking

The Lost Art of Critical Thinking

I very rarely, if ever post anything that might be construed as political in nature. I find that those thoughts and opinions are usually best kept to oneself. However, in the current climate of chaos and noise and the constant barrage of talking heads and talking over one another, I was reminded of the numerous [...]

Let Freedom Ring!

Let Freedom Ring!

I taught American History for fifteen years, but have loved and studied history all my life. Some days I get discouraged when I watch the news and see how much of what was fought for by past generations is now being diluted and distilled in modern times. Yes, I do believe in progress. But not [...]