A Story of Sisterhood

This story begins in the early eighties with a few women who moved from Florida to Southwest Colorado and then connected with a few more women living in Durango.

In the beginning they came together every Wednesday evening to sew; cross stitch, embroidery, quilt, and mend. More significantly, they came together to share the uniquely feminine experience of being mothers and wives, sisters and daughters: of raising children and husbands, suffering unimaginable losses and reveling in joyous highs! With unwavering support they rose to the challenges each woman faced in her personal life by simply being there, for each other, always, and without hesitation. They dubbed themselves, ‘Sewing Sisters West’, a.k.a. ‘The Ya-yas’.

As the years passed, sisters moved towards other interests, from the area, moved into they’re next journey. Some returned and others were welcomed into the fold. The children grew and struck out on their own paths and the once weekly gatherings shifted to monthly, sometimes quarterly get-togethers. Spurred by one Sister’s love of the written word and a desire to strengthen their connection, this diverse group of women transitioned to a book club. They returned to regular monthly meetings to discuss the selected book, share food and drink and, yes, family updates always work into the conversation. Three special annual events developed over the years that no

Sister will miss if at all possible! Camp Clay, the summer sleep over; Electra Lake, dinner at the Club followed by dessert and discussion at the Cabin; and Twelfth Night, they’re own special way of celebrating the Yuletide Season. Tiaras are the recommended dress code for all three events! Now referring to themselves as ‘The Crowned Heads; A Royal Reading Group’, a.k.a. the ‘Divas’, together they explore the written word in it’s many different facets and continue to travel this journey of life with support close at hand.

They were and still are mothers and wives, sisters and daughters, best friends and for some, now grandmothers and great aunties. They choose traditions developed over the years to the rigidity of rules. They travel this path of life together and at times alone.

This remarkable tribe of women possesses a divine energy and I am honored to celebrate them and grateful to be one among them.


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One Response to A Story of Sisterhood

  1. So beautifully shared. I was always aware of this group, and was fortunate enough to be invited to a 12th night several years ago. I know many of you that have come together. What a beautiful band of sisterhood! You inspire and ignite the love and grace of Durango!

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