Dear Ingrid,
I’m going to keep teaching about climate change and energy.
Dear old dude Mårten,
I know that the 2019 version of me (today that is) wished and hoped for that I did all within my power to turn the world around without loosing sight on the beauty of being alive.
My Mini & Lou,
Since I first sat down with these words, a pandemic has erupted. Racial violence is reaching a fever pitch and protests are raging across the nation. It feels like the planet is succumbing to entropy, slipping further into chaos. But I write to you from a time of shifting tides.
Olá minha querida filha Julia,
Muita Coragem e força para você enfrentar todos os desafios que virão, pois são com eles que crescemos.
Dear Tomorrow,
We only have 11 years left until the damage done by climate change is irreversible.
To my wide-eyed warrioresses,
Since my two daughters emerged into this world, all of my tomorrows have become more dear.
Dear Tomorrow,
I promise to never use a plastic straw.
Cari nipoti,
Siamo nel 2017 e vi assicuro che sto facendo tutto il possibile per rendere questo pianeta un posto migliore.
Dear Future Explorers,
I am often faced with the question: why do I care so much about this pale blue dot that we inhabit?
Dear future niece or nephew,
We loved hiking, camping, biking, swimming and playing as kids together.
Dear Lillyana,
I will continue to work to make the Earth a cleaner and safer place for you to grow and explore.
Dear Tomorrow,
I promise to live a car-free lifestyle.
Dear Nolan, Patrick, Cullen and Gabriel,
This Mother’s Day I am again thinking of my grandsons future and what I am doing to change the world if only by a small fraction.