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Acacia in MI

I'm worried for my daughter and I'm worried for people I've never met and places I've never
even heard of before. I'm worried, too, for the places and people we do know and love, too
numerous to list.
I think about all the bad things that have been predicted and all the times I have heard
people say "that won't be in our lifetime". Now I think... maybe not theirs, but mine. My
daughter's. Her children. Soon. I hear "we won't be affected because we don't live in _________",
but I know that's wrong, too. It's a small world after all and I know I am not immune,
my daughter is not immune.
What worries me, saddens me, terrifies me, and angers me more than anything, though
is that we try so hard to do the best we can in our house and I know it isn't enough, could never
be enough. I see other countries-- whole countries-- doing amazing things to slow and stop climate change and all I
can do is wonder if Americans will be too late. I wonder how I will explain away this irresponsibility to my daughter, how her
faith in the goodness of people will be shaken by the fact that we did not simply let this happen--
we MADE it happen, and we continue to MAKE it happen even now, despite knowing it's wrong.