You’re not even born and already I owe you an apology. There are species of life and being that I took for granted, and they may never pass to you or your time. I’m sorry I wasn’t strong enough. I’m sorry I was complacent, complicit, selfish. I’m guilty of all the things that got us here, that robbed you of so much. I guess I’m apologizing to the Earth too.
You will make mistakes too. It may not be okay, but it happens. You can’t fix this on your own. Unless you’ve become the actual messiah. If so, I mean, good shit. Nicely done. But barring that, all you can do is your best. You can encourage the same in others. You can admit your mistakes and those of your ancestors. You can learn from them, and help however you can. I’ll do the same. I promise.
Love you forever,