I was Snow White out on my balcony this morning, making friends with the birds and squirrels. It’s incredibly peaceful to stand out there in the quiet early morning, hearing nothing but the sounds of nature. It’s almost as if I was in Yosemite. I think it’s something I want to make a regular habit this summer.

I love my daughter so much, and I treasure her and want the best for her in life. I’ve written previously how we all want that for our children. And then I thought, in a way, the Earth is sort of like our child. The Earth is how we live for our biological children. It is our Mother Earth, what enabled us to enter the universe, and what allows us to have children to live their own lives when we’re gone. It is where we all live out our entire lives. It is what we bequeath to future generations. How will we care for it? What will we leave them?

I hope to establish Earth Day as a legitimate holiday with my daughter. As a day to celebrate, for we are here together on this wondrous planet, having life because of it. Our Earth is the most fantastical thing we know of in this universe. We should celebrate it, and take care of it.