I have sent myself on a mission for 2019.
I have been an environmentalist for as long as I can remember. For the longest time, I viewed it as a dirty word. Nerdy tree hugger. Caring about the planet was not seen as an admirable trait when it got in the way of people’s wants.
But as I spoke briefly about it here, I’ve decided I no longer care about the titling. I just want to keep being able to tell my children that I care; that I care about the state of their home and how my choices are affecting their future.
I am determined to help others see they need to care too. To do that, I need people to change their ways, their way of thinking. And fuck – is that hard.
I know I can continue to shift but encouraging popular conscience to morph, well, that feels overwhelmingly insurmountable. I struggle with having change happen even within my own home. How am I ever going to get strangers to buy into the need to change their ways, change their habits?
On some days it feels like I take more steps backwards than forwards, but I persevere.
I do believe in the adage that change is hard. I hope it’s not impossible.