Dear Emilia,
Today, you turn eleven years old.
Ten years, ago, I wrote you a letter for your first birthday. It was a letter that I imagined you might read many years from that date, perhaps...
Because, they say, it would be an inspiration to all girlkind. And because years and years and years of pretty much only men as world leaders and “seriously, again, 5 billion, like, old guys?”...