Dear Tomorrow,
I promise I will take short showers, eat less meat, and buy local more often.
I promise I will take short showers, eat less meat, and buy local more often.
To my unborn children, hey it’s mummy Cris here!
I am witnessing climate change in a way that I do not like, and I do not know how can I stop it.
Dear Tomorrow,
Don’t use plastic straws!
Dear Tomorrow,
I promise I will convince my family to switch their gas appliances to electric.
Salutations to whoever may be reading this,
I promise to do my part. I promise to be the change I want to see in the world, and I hope that you, reader, will do the same.
To My Grandchildren,
It’s my hope that the following will be helpful as you navigate your futures. These are the confessions of a climate activist:
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 Tomorrow,
I promise I will only use renewable energy.
Dear Alba:
There is still a lot of beauty and I will do what I can to keep it from slipping away.
To My Future Children,
Most importantly, I hope you live in a world where science is taken seriously and fact is clearly distinguished from fiction.
Dear future child whatever your name is,
Climate change right now is really bad, I’m writing this during the COP26 conference in Glasgow (which is an hour away) and I’m listening to politicians talking about promises for the future. “If we fail, future generations will never forgive us.” -Boris Johnson
Dear Lalo,
I hope whatever happens, whatever I can’t imagine that you may face, that you will continue to seek light.
Dear Thomas,
When you look at me with those big beautiful eyes and that innocent smile, you make me want to fight harder. And I do.
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