On Ecological Grief

Life is not preceded by an invitation. We are not asked: Hey, do you want to come into the world? We just show up one day. Thrown into the world like that, we see the years pass and we grow from a baby to a child, then to a teenager and finally to an adult. It is not just our biological clock that is ticking, though we tend to forget that. The ravages of time are also gnawing away at those generations before us.