Today, my family and I made a major decision. After wanting to for so long, we finally made up our minds to travel and live in Oregon. We were all relieved to have made this decision, since moving there would be perfect for us. My daughter of 12 years, Abigail, is ok with the decision. But oh, how ecstatic my husband is to leave! In where we live as of now, there are many illnesses spreading. Dan fears being ill, especially at 40 years old and as a doctor, because then he could not help any other ill people. Traveling west would be a perfect opportunity for Dan to do his doctoring and not get sick. There is a lack of doctors in the West, and he would be more than happy to generously help those in need of one. As for myself, I don’t have much …show more content…
It is now 8:50 p.m. and I will be putting Abigail to sleep and well as going to sleep myself. We had a long, tiring day of packing all of our necessities and prized possessions in our wagon. We started with packing our household items. We all are lucky enough to own many things around the house. Blankets, pillows, dishes, utensils, pots, pans, washcloths…. it seemed as if our wagon train would be filled just by those. Of course, we could not forget about painkillers and first aid kits. Dan is a doctor, and that was the first thing that came to his mind. By the end of packing those, I realized what an endless supply we have. I starting balling at the sight of my family photo as I packed it in the wagon train. It included my mother, who I miss dearly… she passed away while on the Oregon trail 2 years ago. My heart still aches at the thought of her- her death was awful. Her and my father longed for nice, fertile farmland, so they wanted to head west to start their new and improved farming life. On the …show more content…
Dan and Abigail did not have a troubled time falling asleep… they were exhausted after carrying loads of camping equipment and tools into our wagon. My husband’s friend, Jared, makes and sells local foods at his store, so I was sent there earlier this morning to stock up on food for the trip. My husband and I feel honored to know someone who sells goods- we would not enjoy making them from scratch. When I arrived at his store, I made sure to buy large quantities of everything, from coffee to baguettes. I especially bought a lot of bacon and salt, for my family lives mainly on bacon already. I could not believe how much supply this man had! Oh, how grateful I am. While piling pounds of sugar in my basket, I ran into another one of Dan’s friends, William. He met William on the first day of his job, and ever since, they’ve been great friends. He asked why I was buying so much food, which started a conversation between us two. After we discussed a bit about my plans to go on the Oregon trail, he then told me that he is staying put and not leaving Massachusetts. I was shocked to hear this news, but his reasoning made his choice make a little more sense. He explained that there are too many doctors heading to Oregon, and that if he did not stay in the East to aid all of the ill, there would then be a lack of doctors here instead of the West. I could see his point, but I did not hesitate to second-guess our decision to leave. I can barely wait