Sigi loved a ceremony. She loved the process of being thoughtful and intentional, and she loved people coming together to participate as unified humanity. In this spirit, we would like to invite you to bring a rock to Sigi’s Celebration of Life. Rocks can represent so many experiences. They can be smooth, with rough edges worn away from much water streaming over them in a river. They can be jagged, cut from rock walls in the earth. They can be
How does one learn to live without one’s Mother? It is a question that caused me nightmares for years, and now that it has become my reality I still don’t know the answer. Some days I think that I’ve got this, and then there are days like today where a simple interaction between another Mother and daughter in a restaurant sets off so much longing for my Mom. This daughter was telling her Mom that she had something in her
My Mother often pushed me to do things that I found uncomfortable. I could name so many examples. She sent me to Colorado State University many years ago to learn to collect stallions, inseminate mares and freeze semen and two weeks later as breeding season hit I was in charge of shipping our stallion’s cooled semen around the country and breeding all of our mares. Not long after the frozen semen followed, and not too long after
Well, I'm finally doing it... this "blogging" thing. Writing has always been hard for me. Looking at that big
Rest in peace, dear Sigi. Mother, grandmother, sister, daughter, leader, visionary and friend.