October 30th, 1620 It’s been only a few weeks since we have all left for our new home. The boat is awful, and I do not know how I will ever get used to it. But, I don’t complain. . we are all here together, we all have the same dreams and same hopes for the future. In a few short weeks our lives will be changed forever. William talks of this place as though …showed first 75 words of 744 total…

…showed last 75 words of 744 total…face my fear and depression with every step, and every breath I take. This land will be the death of me, I can feel it in my soul. I ask God for guidance, but I have yet to hear from him. Oh, what is to become of me, what is to become of any of us? This feeling I carry with me is such a burden, and I wait eagerly for a release. Dorothy Bradford