Wednesday, March 30, 2016

SOLVED: The Lost Colony of Roanoke Part 1

The mystery of the lost colony of Roanoke Island has been solved.

Well, quite unofficially.

I'm writing this post in two parts to make sure it's not too long. What I'm about to tell you is the story of what happened on Roanoke Island. Or…what supposedly happened.

Once upon a time, in the year 1587, Sir Walter Raleigh of England sponsored the creation of a colony in the New World. The colony was supposed to be founded on the Chesapeake Bay. The 115 colonists were lead by John White, and established a colony on Roanoke Island after landing there by mistake. John White was appointed as the governor. Among the 115 colonists was John White's daughter, Eleanor and her husband, Ananias Dare. (Ananias and Eleanor Dare would later have a child, Virginia Dare, who became the first English child born in the Americas.)

As time went on in the new colony, relations with the Native Americans deteriorated, which made growing and finding food difficult. Many of the colonists also feared for their lives, afraid that the Native Americans would kill them. Eventually, the colonists begged John White to return home to England and explain their desperate situation. His mission was to return as soon as possible with food and supplies to maintain life in the New World. The colonists and White agreed that if anything happened while White was gone, they would leave a message for him carved into the trees. If they were in danger, they would carve a cross into a tree, so that White would know how he could find them.

White was sent home against his will, along with the captain and a crew. The journey home was filled with misfortune. The winds were bad for sailing, and much of the crew was severely injured even before starting their journey home. During their journey back to England, many crew members died of scurvy or starved to death.

After a long and terrible voyage, White made it safely back to England. Yet the misfortune had not ended. England was at war with the Spanish, and they needed every ship ready for battle. The English could not spare time for colonists in the New World, and White's mission was delayed by a total of three years.

Once three years had passed, the English finally granted him a ship and supplies to return to Roanoke. Yet when White arrived, everyone was gone. The houses and community buildings they had constructed had been lost as well. All that was left was a simple carving in a tree that read "CRO" yet no one had marked a cross, and carved into a post was the word "CROATOAN".

John White never found his family, and due to bad weather he was forced to return home to England. He never came back to the New World.

To this day, no one knows what happened to the colonists. There has been no conclusive evidence as to what happened there. Historians have come up with many theories as to what may have happened, yet no one has been able to find enough evidence to prove anything.

What do you think happened there? I'll be posting my theory on Friday, so be sure to stick around ;)

Jess

Monday, March 21, 2016

Trying To Survive Vacation Without Him

If you're a human being, no matter what age you are, it's very difficult to find love. Some people have better strategies, but in the end, real love is always very hard to find, especially if you're looking for it. (Finding love is a topic I will address sooner or later, but for now, let's leave that alone.) If you're very lucky, and if you're very brave, you will find it, and you can never let it go. Otherwise, as the stories go, you will regret it for the rest of your life.

Now, I'm a very clingy type of person, and a very honest type of person, so I know I won't ever have to worry about accidentally letting go of the man I love. Lucky for me, he doesn't mind that I'm clingy, which is wonderful.

Right now, I'm on vacation in North Carolina. The ocean is beautiful, and even though the weather at this time of year is still bone-chilling, it's hard not to go outside and walk along the beach.

As beautiful as it is, I miss him dearly.

I've been to the ocean a number of times, and yet this time it seems to have less color, less life. It seems colder (which it is, I can assure you), and more fearsome. Like the waves are laced with poison that makes me long for home.



I guess my biggest question is: how the hell does one survive that?

So far, I have not found an answer if there is an answer at all.

Either way, I will make one suggestion. Don't go to a beach in North Carolina in March because it's freezing. Go to Florida instead if that is an option!

Love,

Jess

P.S. I've got a raging headache at the moment, so I apologize for the very broken transitions in this post!

Wednesday, March 16, 2016

Purpose of This Blog

Lately, I've been a bit saddened by the state of the world. I don't think anything changed except for the way I see things. The world seems to have always been a difficult place to live, with crazy things and sad things happening. Some of the events that led me to this realization would be the Syrian Refugee Crisis, Donald Trump running for President of the United States (and actually gaining a following), and experiencing life in an eating disorder treatment center for four months.

Once I wrote the "About This Blog" page, I realized that I'm starting this project as a way to spread some hope.

Of course, I'm a real person, not some robot hiding behind a screen. I don't know everything (not even close). Everything in this blog comes from me and my observations of the world, and what I've learned in life. In other words, whatever goes down on this blog may or may not be very different from the things you believe in.

I accept that I'm young and naïve, and that I've got a lot to learn, so I'm going into this with an open mind and an open heart. All I ask of you while reading this blog is the same, that you go into this with an open mind and heart as well. I've come to find that keeping an open mind and heart in a world of constant change is all we can do.

Without further ado, I invite you to read everything I write. Though I'll warn you, I may talk about politics, or religion or other controversial issues, and when you read about it, just go into it open-minded, consider the ideas, and then if you don't like them, just let those ideas go.

The point of all this is to spread love and hope, and to inspire others to do the same. And not just spread love and hope to those who are like you, but to those who are also different. To those of different religions and who have different ideas and political views.

Whatever you and I agree on or disagree on doesn't matter. We are different and that is what makes us beautiful. And in knowing we are different, let's be unified. Join me in this project to spread love and hope to people in any way you can.

Love,

Jess