Dear Tomorrow,
I promise to grow more trees for more oxygen.
To My Dear Grandchildren,
Be assured that in the upcoming election, I will cast my vote for your future – for elected officials that recognize climate risks and are willing to promote and vote for legislation that will stop environmental damage and begin to heal our planet.
My dear granddaughter Christy,
My own curiosity and knowing what a caring, aware young woman you are help me override despair.
For my most dear and only daughter,
And I know life more fully because of you whom I live on through.
To the future generations,
I hope that you all can enjoy the Smokey Mountains in your lifetime too and that they look how they did back in 2017 when I saw them.
To my daughter,
The climate is quite dynamic these days. Dhaka has dust and warm in this spring.
Dear tomorrow,
If there’s one thing young people have learned while quarantining, it’s that Gen Z holds so much power and is capable of a lot more than we think. We’ve created a community that has united us all and started to bring about change for the good of our futures. Now, with the help of Gen Z (and of course, people of all ages), we have the power to save our home, the Earth.
Queridas filhas Ana Luísa e Ana Carla,
Que vocês possam contar para seus filhos e netos que minha geração tomou consciência de sua responsabilidade e assumiu sua condição de natureza e a ela se reintegrou, com inteligência, interação respeitosa e solidariedade.
To My Fellow Two-Spirits,
Thank you — Thank you — without you, I would not hear butterflies singing, without you, I would not understand black bear humor, or the creativity of jays planning their breakfast, without you, I would not feel flora whispers of long-lived wisdom on the back of my neck while sitting in Padmasana.
Dear Granddaughter Rosalia,
This is my heritage for you my beautiful cacheticos de melon.
Dear Tomorrow,
I promise I will encourage everyone to get OUT of their cars and onto public transit.
Dear Kaydence,
I will keep trying Kaydence, I promise. And I hope we can look back together in 2050 and smile, knowing that our Earth is healthy once again.
Dear Tomorrow,
The road I learned to ride my bike on, the field where I kicked my first soccer ball, and the park I ate my first ice cream cone at, could all be gone.