The Strength to Soar

Though I would gladly take her pain. I knew that it would be her own strength that would give her the wings she'd need to soar. An Extraordinary State of Being | Jennifer N. and Nichole Fenwick

Inked: The Indelible Draw of Tattoos

Inked: The Indelible Draw of Tattoos

I got my first tattoo at 35. My husband took me. It was small. Just the Japanese symbol for courage. Inked in black on my back. Cliche really. But that one tattoo started me on a journey that I doubt will ever truly end. What can I say? I'm enthralled by ink. That first tattoo [...]

Blank Pages and Memories

She was 17, I was 19 when we began writing our story. We worked together. For the first time.In a clothing store. In the mall. We shared a love of books and fashion over an Orange Julius, or two. Went to aerobics. Had big hair. It was the eighties and we were young.She was 23, I was 25 [...]