6:45a ~ Morning Pages ~ Black Canyon, AZ
It was the tale of two families. I went from the affluence of Los Angeles to the poverty of Phoenix. Swing high, swing low.
In Los Angeles, I had a nice bedroom with a private shower. There were four pillows on the bed and soft sheets. They had well-stocked pantries and freezers with everything imaginable. I was treated to a gourmet dinner in a swanky restaurant.
In Phoenix, I slept in my car in the driveway. I could hardly stand to use the restroom as it was so filthy, and the house reeked of urine. I was offered the finest meals they could afford – an indian taco one night, two eggo waffles with peanut butter for breakfast, and the second evening, thirteen people shared two rotisserie chickens and two tubs of potato salad.
I know my family showed me the best hospitality they could afford. I wanted to be grateful and to love them. I did both.
At the same time, I was grateful that this existence represented only my early childhood years. I was grateful that Mom and Dad found a way out of the poverty of Phoenix and Carnegie. I was grateful that I am living the brighter future I had always dreamed of.
I feel sad for my Uncle David, who shoulders the burden of this family. I feel that I should have a more active relationship with him. He needs love and support. I’m glad I decided to spend time now with Grandma Troendle. She has been diagnosed with Leukemia, and they have chosen not to treat.
Justice hurt herself jumping into the car again. I don’t understand it. I have been careful with her little legs so as not to overdo it. She has had no problem getting in and out of the front seats. But last night she yelped and hollered for a good minute. I guess I really need to pamper her and assist her more. Hard to imagine her little springs used to clear the back of the sofa. I hope she can walk and trot properly today.
I plan to take the easy, relatively flat hike into Agua Fria to see some pueblo ruins. There is a longer, more difficult hike in Rogers Canyon that I want to take tomorrow. I will hike Agua Fria today, explore around, if Justice is feeling up to it, then drive and camp near Rogers Canyon for an early start tomorrow.
The heat index in this part of the country makes planning outings a challenge. They either need to be dog-friendly, or I need to complete them before the temperature rises.
Already I feel anxious to get started. Temperatures will be approaching 80 degrees by noon. The Agua Fria hike can be done in as little as 1.5 hours, but I can also extend it with exploration, as there are a number of ruins scattered about the area. The Bureau of Land Management only tells you about one of them in order to minimize vandalism and looting, trying to protect the others from being destroyed.