Goodie Giver

I never thought I would one of those people. I never thought I had any interest in saving the world, making it a better place. In fact, I used to vocalize how much I didn’t want to — I just wanted to be a wife and a mom and a mid-level career person forever.

But I do. I want to change the world. This is the only one we’ve got, and I want my kids, my grandkids, and my great-grandchildren to be able to enjoy it too. And in order for that to happen, I need to — hell, we all need to — make a difference. Preserve it. Help us understand each other so all of the many different cultures can share this one space. Save the resources, the life of the planet, so it doesn’t die of like Easter Island and whatnot. Empower people to make a difference.

Or else, get your shit together and figure out a way for mankind to live in space.


I get really depressed thinking human life won’t go on forever. Life’s way too much fun not to.


So, I’ve decided (and have been thinking for awhile) that I’m making a pledge: I’m going to make a difference — a real difference. Because it’s something that I’m passionate about, and it’s a good thing to do.

I just don’t know how.