May 15th, 1665

Dear Diary,

I am frantic. Only 2 more days until I board the ship for a long and dreary journey to New
France.
My Mother, Marie offered to come and give me a hand in packing. But being the stubborn Genevieve
that I am, I declined. I now regret that very much.
However, you understand, I want to be independent after all I am already married.
Remember the last time I wrote in this diary- I mentioned a letter that my husband Angelo wrote. Well
another thing he wrote was that, where we are going to be living are not very many people. So he
suggested that I bring somethings to occupy me while I am not keeping house.
Yes, did I mention that I am going to have to cook? I? Genevieve Le Moure. My Husband also said
that we will only have 1 servant instead of 5, because that is all we could afford. I was quite shocked.
I still am shocked. I will have to learn how to cook, and clean.
Anyway, where was I? Oh yes, so I am a very talkative Person. I love caring out conversations and I
am very social. So the news about not having very many people living around us, in particularly
troubled me.
Who knows, maybe I will meet someone who will live near us, on ship


May 17th, 1665

Dear Diary,

Tears are running down my face as I write this.
"Goodbye mama, "farewell I shout from the ship.
I dont know if I will ever see the place I grew up at ever again. My dear, dear France.


I cannot believe it has already been 2 years since my dear Papa passed on. Ever since then I have
grown ever closer to my dear Mama.
My sister Madlen, is waving with tears in their eyes. I am off to a new adventure. A new place in life.
And I am dreadfully excited with a little bit of bitterness and sadness of never seeing my mama again.


June 3rd, 1699

Dear Diary,

It has already been 2 weeks and some days since I boarded this ship. It has been 2 weeks
and some days since I have seen or heard from my mama. I have been so dreadfully lonely. I miss
my mama so. I just wish my husband were with me. The reason I havent wrote is because I couldnt
bear the thought of writing how lonely I was when I was already feeling it so much. I also got
dreadfully sick with the cold. I am feeling so much better now.
However, I met the loveliest young lady the other day. The same age as I.
We have become great friends. Although she will not be close to Quebec. (About a 2 days journey),
we have agreed to send letters back in forth.
Her name is Chantal and we really are kindred spirits.
The other day we were having our afternoon tea, when she started talking about the holy Bible. I've
never read the Bible although I take care to say my prayers.
Now I really want to read it. I do want to know more about my faith. She lent me her Bible for
awhile so I will start to read that. Chantal has such beautiful green eyes. She has such honesty in
her eyes. She really is stunning. And I am so full of joy of meeting her.
The journey is not turning out to be as dreadful as I thought. There has been
wonderful weather although the sailors predict bad weather to come.
Well it is quite late and I am feeling a chill, I think I will retire.
Goodnight!





June 15
th
, 1665

Dear Diary,

I and Chantal have been caring for the Poor down on the bottom deck. It is so awful down there.
They have no good air to breath. Children crying and sick, with high fevers and or measles. The
Young men constantly are in fights. They have been to long together. Women are pregnant and one
of the Mothers is to have her child any day now. They are all cold and hungry.
I cannot bear seeing their suffering. I and Chantal bring them bread and some blankets. I just ask
the Lord to bless the all.
Well the other day while I was feeding the poor, A young lady and her husband approached me, not
that much younger than us. They wanted to thank me for being such a kind person. He is an
apothecary and they will be living in Quebec, right near where I will be living. They are very poor but
she is so lovely. I am so happy to have met her. Even though we do not spend time together on the
Ship I know that we shall be great friends once in Qubec.









June 28th, 1665

Dear Diary,

This is the last time that I will be writing from this ship. We arrive in New France in about 2
days if we are lucky- 1.
I have been entertaining myself with cards, and reading and of course Chantal.
I cannot believe how fast the time went.
I am excited and it brings me much joy just thinking about seeing my Husband in just 2 days. I feel
like I have been waiting for that moment for so long and now it is finally here. Enough for now. Well I
will tell you the rest in New France.

Well yes, I miss my home very much. My dear mama. My sister Madlen. And my friends
back in France.
However I have so many adventures here. I am so enjoying myself. And I enjoy the hardships as
well.

Soon I shall be safely in New France. I will be in a new place but my heat will be at home.
I will miss Chantal so very much.






July 3
rd
, 1665

I am hearing goodbyes from all over the place. I myself am holding back my tears as I bid Chantal
goodbye.

Is that him? Angelo? The Handsome young man I married? Oh my heart jumped. I am finally home.



July 6
th
, 1665

I love our little cabin in which we live. I am setting it up and it is so wonderful to be independent.
It is not like France in the least and very much colder. I have one servant Becca; however she is
more of a companion. I am learning to cook and clean. I have so much to learn.
I have met some new people and I know that my new life the Life that I am now starting in New
France, Quebec, will be so wonderful and blessed and I suppose I have only God to thank for that.