You already know that I do everything I can keeping the planet in mind and that I raised you to do the same. I am confident that you will raise your kids to be as aware of Earth as you are. And please know that, if I am still around, I will be haranguing them — and you — about it!
Love to you, my treasure.
Dear Tomorrow,
I will do my part to help ensure that there is an Earth left when we are done borrowing it.
Dear My Future Child,
I want to sculpt a world for you where you can play outside without gas masks, an ocean to swim in without toxins, and a thick lively forest for you to wander.
Dear Future
My hope is for all who live in your time to still know the joy of swimming in the ocean, walking through the woods, and hiking in the mountains.
Dear Finley,
I wonder if in 2050 we will be looking at a future where fear from the changes at hand has caused people to hate rather than love and provide hope. Perhaps in that world we will we no longer comprehend the biblical texts in a meaningful way. Will climate change be the end of the epoch of God?
To My Future Self,
This lead me to my final project, which focused on reforming the education system to incorporate sustainability classes into the current curriculum.
To My Dear Grandchildren,
Be assured that in the upcoming election, I will cast my vote for your future – for elected officials that recognize climate risks and are willing to promote and vote for legislation that will stop environmental damage and begin to heal our planet.
Querido amanhã,
Em fim, espero que você receba essa mensagem, e entenda o quão pequenos nos somos e como é importante preservar o planeta terra.
Dear Logan,
I am working every second of my life, with every ounce of my being, to ensure that I am leaving you and your brother a planet that is safe and secure.
Dear Maret,
Right now I want to be hopeful. Right now I want to think that we took action to ensure this beautiful future for you.
Dear Tomorrow,
I promise to only use metal straws and reusable cups.
Dear Tomorrow,
And, if this summer has taught me anything, I am content (because I have to be) living in this limbo, this seemingly endless waiting for the opportunity to change, when really the opportunity exists within our very selves all along.
Dear Emile and Eloise,
The beauty and majesty of the world of your childhood is as remarkable as the beauty and majesty of mine, but the fragility of your childhood world is so much greater.
