Green Christmas

Throughout my youth, I remember my parents debating whether it would be safe drive Christmas Eve. I have memories of being stranded halfway home on Christmas night, unable to drive the remaining 8 miles to my home. My childhood was filled with Christmas vacations sledding, carving out forts in the banks and having snowball fights with my brother.

I live only 50 miles from where I grew up, yet (for the second consecutive year) there be no snow.

Understanding that the oceans are warmer than ever, the seas are rising, and the polar ice caps melted more this past summer than any other (and are thinner still, so this trend will continue), I am saddened for my children.

A white christmas was a beautiful thing, yet my 21-month old daughter would barely know what snow looked like if not for those damn Lexus commercials.