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Dear My Future Children and Family,

I have just started my first year of college. I am majoring in environmental engineering for you. I am hoping to learn enough to figure out how I can have the biggest impact on climate change possible. This is in hopes that your world will still be green. In hopes that there will be clear seas, and shallow ones at that. I just hope that I can do the most and make a true difference. I hope you get to see snowfall in Connecticut with my parents. I hope that there is still a world to see that is beautiful. I want you to be able to fall in love with nature and the world around you as I have. I’m sorry if we couldn’t be better.

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