Gretjen sat at a hand-carved table, holding a quill to parchment.
“My Darling Son, Harm:
I hope my letter will find you well.
How are Anna and her family?
I wish you had joined us. Your father will send the passage fair if you have reconsidered.
I miss you so very much.
Your grandfather passed away on the voyage here. It was unexpected but there was nothing that could be done to save him. He loved you very much.
This country is breathtakingly beautiful and the settlers have been so welcoming. Your brothers are adjusting well and I see an improvement in their health since we arrived.
We met some wonderful people - Indians. We were told that some people fear them but from what we have seen, they seem harmless. In fact, they are rather shy - at least the women are.