A Missing Sun

A Missing Sun ️ 

February 7th, 2093

To my husband, children and grandkids,

Hello, dear family!, I hope you're doing fine, by the time you read this I won't be with you anymore, since this sickness that I got due to contamination and climate change would have already taken me away from your side, but it’s okay, I’m okay and I have decided to write this letter because there are so many things that I need to tell you, despite I didn’t have much time to do it. 

I remember when everything used to be beautiful, when the trees had these beautiful colored leaves, I can recall when flowers of all colors could be seen on Central Park... it was a paradise. when the summer arrived everybody loved to just sit there under the sunlight and the soft blue color of the sky next to the peaceful lakes full of crystalline water to feed the ducks and to watch the squirrels play with each other. Central Park was also a place where you could listen to different types of music from a lot of foreign artists, and trust me whenever I went to the park, I would find money, at least a coin!

New York was a beautiful city, it used to be filled with nature, magnificent buildings could be seen from miles away, and come on, how could one forget about Time Square, about the Met Museum, about the marvelous Statue of Liberty, everything about this city had something that I craved and it was also the place where I fell in love.

When I first met your grandfather, I used to live in Brooklyn and he was a millionaire from the upper east side, so in a beginning I never thought that I was meant to have a future with him, I fell in love with his personality, his humor, his kindness and well, of course!, I fell for his in and out beauty. We got married and bought this nice penthouse on the 5th Avenue very close to Rockefeller center, I remember we liked to have a cup of tea on the balcony while looking at the nature, oh!, we were really happy.

Over the years we watched how our beautiful New York and the world itself changed. It was drastic!  There was a huge Overpopulation crisis, and the global warming was getting out of hand, crime increased rapidly and everything we loved about our environment disappeared, the trees started to die, on plain summer the leaves were all over the floor, weak, black, dead. The blue sky that we loved turned grey and ever since, its color has not changed, Central Park used to be New York’s healthy lung, but now it is nothing more but an awful place that once used to be amazing, garbage is all over the floor and you don’t know how sad this situation makes me: I’m 90 years old, I’ve lived long enough and I can tell you that we humans, we are monsters, we destroy everything we touch. I just wish you had the chance to see the world as it was before, you all would have loved it!

Now there are so many people in the world that on the markets you can’t find products like milk, pasta, rice, flour and not even potatoes! 

You, my children, you need to promise me that you will take care of our world, that you will recycle, that you would leave to your children and grandchildren a better world that this one I left to you, promise me that you will care for plants, help to reduce climate change and swear that you will never do anything to harm our home. 
Richard, my darling, promise me that you would guide our family so that one day it can become  what it used to be, that would certainly make me happy. Remember I’ll always be with you, maybe not in a physical way, but I will walk by your side on whatever path you decide to follow.

Love,

Grandma.

By Natalia Del Castillo, Step 9