
No matter how disruptive our actions are, you continue to hold us in your embrace with great compassion. You patiently endure our petty in-fighting, our endless politicking, and our deflections. Maybe we can keep each other company?"Īnd by the way, thank you for putting up with our excesses and our temper tantrums, our greed and our indifference, our honest mistakes and our willful ignorance. "Can we hang out? I'm a little lonely over here, separated from my own species.

And how astonishing that some of your wild creatures – the ones we usually only see from afar because they're too weary to wander into our towns, the wild goats and the coyotes and the fallow deer – are now visiting the places where we no longer roam! "Hello," I feel like saying. I had almost forgotten that you can do all of that without us. As the weeks go by, I see flowers bloom and buds turn into leaves, coloring the urban landscape in soft pastels and tender green. I find it amazing that your seasons still march on, from winter to spring and soon to summer, whether we pay attention or not. And when the evening comes after an aimless day spent in isolation and I don't know where to direct my attention anymore, you give me the unexpected gift of a newly clear sky filled with a million stars. Gratitude, because every morning, the sun outside my window beckons me to get up, even when I don't feel like it. And though I'm heartbroken at the pain and suffering of my fellow humans and can't bring myself to properly celebrate the 50th anniversary of Earth Day, I still want to take a moment to express my gratitude.

Cooped up in my apartment in New York City, helplessly watching the news as thousands of people suffering from COVID-19 breathe their last breath, I'm reminded of how much you mean to me. Dear Earth, today is as good a day as any to tell you how much I love you.
