Dear Charlie, George, and Ryan,

We tried. I have attempted to dedicate my life to turn climate change around, or at least slow it down. I am heartbroken every day thinking of what the future of our beautiful, living, growing planet looks like now. Despite the best efforts of many, the planet will never be the same, regardless of what it looks like now. All I can hope is that this year, 2017, year of Trump and threats of nuclear war, will be a turning point for the human species. Maybe after hitting rock bottom we can have a quick turn around and come together for the Earth. I will never lose hope, I will never back down, and I will continue to work very hard to do whatever I can for our home. Scientists are mighty.

Yours sincerely,

Fiona

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