I want to not forget what the Earth was like, how the trees were shaped, what the planet looked like. I want to remember the cold, snowy winters, and the fun, warm filled summers. I hope that the world will still be green, and I hope the icecaps are still there. The world will be much different than when it was then (now). Hopefully civilization still address global warming, even if it is a greater deal now (future). So when I read this, I want you to remember, and don’t forget.
-You
Dear residents of Bedminster, Bristol UK,
We hope we did enough
Dear Gabriel,
“Unless someone like you cares a whole awful lot, Nothing is going to get better. It’s not.” – The Lorax
My dearest children Ameilia and Alivia,
I want you to hear the whispers of the seasons changing. The rustling of leaves as they gracefully cascade down from their limbs in the fall, birds singing in spring, and frogs that serenade the summer night.
To my children,
I am working with 350.org on shutting down the coal and unconventional gas industries in our country because I cannot think of a more direct way to protect you, the food, water and biodiversity we all love and rely on.
Dear Tomorrow,
I promise to ride a bike and take a smart train.
Dear Oliver,
I am getting your father on board too so that we can double charge this together.
To My Future Child(ren),
The fact that you are reading this means that you would know the answer to a question that has kept me up at night more often than I would like to admit: Did I make you proud?
Dear Tomorrow,
My promise is to continue to dedicate my life, my business, and my future to creating cultures that embrace environmental action not only for our own good, but the good of the countless other species hurting from climate change.
Dear Tomorrow,
I promise my next vehicle will be an EV.
Dear Granddaughter Rosalia,
This is my heritage for you my beautiful cacheticos de melon.
To my daughters,
In order for you two be happy and healthy, we all need to work hard to prevent climate change.
My darling Cassidy,
I know I need to write this to you, and I don’t want to because it makes me so sad. I have been desperately avoiding my feelings about climate change, for many years, but especially and with greater intensity every year since you were born.
