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The Climate Crisis
The Climate Crisis and me in the Pandemic World
The Climate Crisis. To be honest I am not sure what day in particular I woke up to find I was terrified of where the earth was headed. I do know that I had sleepless nights, worries that absorbed me and made me so afraid. Not for myself of course. Afraid for the future (or lack of one) that my grandchildren would face.
What astounded me most when these revelations hit me was that those in power, politically or otherwise were allowing us to continue down this road to destruction. What were they thinking? Did they not have children and grandchildren whose lives, whose worlds would be impacted by this tragedy humans were creating?
Let’s go back a bit in my lifetime to give some context to my perspectives. I spent a year in the west African country of Cote d’Ivoire when I was 18. A year that profoundly influenced me as a person. I came home with a strong sense of the injustices and imbalances in the world.
I came home to question my parents about everything from the amount of meat they ate in a week to the reason they lived in a four bedroom house with a swimming pool when there was just the two of them, to why they drove two cars. No doubt I was insufferable in my indignation. I ended up getting married, and had both birth and adopted children join our…
