I’m writing to you from 2019. It’s scary right now, kids! Developed nations aren’t doing enough to combat climate change. It’s bad news left & right. I want you to have a world with clean water, clean air, biodiversity, community health, and the beauty of the natural world. I personally need to do more and as I learn more about what I can do, I promise, I will.
Dear Me of Tomorrow,
I plan to plant more things this spring, as we do every year in our garden.
Dear Daughter,
Tonight at bedtime, you asked, seemingly out of nowhere, “why are the glaciers disappearing?”
Dear Future,
We need to work to save our beautiful home.
Dear Future Generations,
Dear Future Generations,
Dear AC,
I think a lot about where the right place to live is.
Dear Tomorrow,
I promise to ride more and drive less.
Dear Children,
I wish I had a crystal ball and could peep into it to see you all happy and safe in a world that nourishes you and that is also nourished by you, a world where the resources it provides are as valued as the people in it and not frittered away by greed and power.
I pledge to use less plastic.
Dear Victoria, sugar pie honey bunch, chiquita loquita,
How can I look at your bright eyes and light dance and tell you we are facing a war?
Dear Madeline, Ava, and Harper,
What I wish most for you girls is that the care you have shown each other would extend to the big wide world around you.
To my wide-eyed warrioresses,
Since my two daughters emerged into this world, all of my tomorrows have become more dear.
To My Future Nephews,
I want you to see those corn fields in the north, the beautiful beaches down in Florida, and the stars in the woods at night.
