The White House released the letter that a local mom wrote to President Obama. The president made a pit stop in Papillion to visit with Lisa Martin and her family in their living room.
Mr. Obama also spent some time greeting neighbors and kids who came out to get a glimpse after his presidential limo pulled into the driveway.
Lisa Martin is a new mom who wrote the President a letter about her hopes and fears for her child's future. President...
Posted by The White House on Wednesday, January 13, 2016
Lisa Martin is a new mom who wrote the President a letter about her hopes and fears for her child's future. President Obama just arrived at her house in Omaha to talk with her and a few of her friends and family about how we can confront the big challenges facing us in the decades to come.
Posted by The White House on Wednesday, January 13, 2016
Dear Mr. President,
Every night while I wake up to feed my newborn child, Cooper, I catch up on news and read current events. This morning at four A.M., I found myself feeling very distraught. I started reading countless articles about the environment and how your Administration is currently trying to conserve the Alaskan wilderness. While I am so thankful policies are being made for Alaska, I still have this sinking feeling of dread and sadness. Will my son be able to thrive on this planet? Will he be able to experience the small things, such as winter in Nebraska, where he has snowdays and sledding? Where he comes home to me cooking homemade hot cocoa for him, like I did?
Sadly I think the answer is no. I found myself coming to tears at this realization with his small body in my lap because I am the type of person that wants to make change happen, to control things and fix them immediately.
I began to think about how helpless our children are to all these issues and how much responsibility rests on our shoulders. I provide for my child every day through food, and shelter, but I am unable to guarantee he will have a real future on our planet. I am powerless to put any real change into action. I realized I am just a high school English teacher emailing the president at four in the morning.
I am sure this email will never reach you, but in this moment, I decided reaching out to the one man that can do something would make me feel some sort of solace. Listening to my son breathing next to me gave me a feeling of urgency.
