The Canyon That Houses Deep Cuts From My Family’s Past
Forty Miles South of Tucson, Madera Canyon Echoes With Memories of Marriage, Divorce, Loss, and Growing Up
The rustling of the leaves broke the silence as we sat on top of a giant boulder less than a mile up the trail. The rock appeared as if it had been gently placed in that spot, in between the creek and a field of straw-like grass. It was October and it was getting colder as the sun set.
My sister was awfully quiet and I could see the tears welling up in her eyes as my mom and I talked about life before the divorce. My parents separated in …