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In the beginning:
“Safta, Safta did you bring me something” says my little grandson as he flings himself into my arms. I have been a grandparent for over fifteen years now and have a gaggle of grandchildren. Being a grandparent is a fascinating and rewarding privilege. Privileged to be healthy and sturdy enough to take them on a hike, privileged that my children decided to have children, privileged to have the curiosity and patience to enjoy each and every one of them. At the same time, I find myself increasingly worried about their future, anxious about the price our disrespect for the environment will cost them. I know that combating climate change involves global and political action, but personal efforts remind us on a daily basis that we are both part of the problem and part of the solution.