I Did Not Have Children to Bestow Unto Them a Dying Planet
Why I actively seek climate solutions
Valclav Havel says hope is the “ability to work on something because it is good, not because it has a chance to succeed.”
When I took three-year-old Kai to the Great Barrier Reef in 2010, I didn’t know I had brought him to his first graveyard. He won’t remember us standing on an island of bleached and broken coral. Nor how we swam searching for color in the reef, getting too excited over dull peeks of pink. He only knows that after we left, a cyclone destroyed the island we visited, rendering it uninhabitable for living creatures.
When we left Australia, I knew I had to do something to find hope, so I took advantage of my jobs as a travel writer and took my kids along on assignments to see places that might not exist in their lifetimes. I imagined that introducing them to the world I adored would inspire them to love this planet and need to become caretakers themselves. I imagined I could show them what was worth fighting for. I hoped all was not lost.
At first it was hard to avoid the anguish of experiencing so many places directly changed because of our climate crisis. The impact of humans on our warming world cannot be ignored. Polluted shorelines of Latin America, tourists sipping glacier melt from…
