Sandra Elaine Asher

Sandra Elaine Asher, 69, passed away peacefully on August 11, 2026. Born on February 19, 1957, in St. Louis, Missouri, Sandi was raised in Missouri before beginning a journey that would eventually take her to Colorado and, ultimately, to the place she came to call home—Montana.

Sandi was preceded in death by her father, Ervin James Asher; her mother, Hazel B. McKinney; her brother, Larry Asher; her nephew, Jason Bice; and her former husband, Patrick Linn. She is survived by her daughter, Bethany Collins (Jeremy Collins), who was the love of her life and the person who held a very special place in her heart. She is also survived by her sister, Susan Jey; nieces Laurie (Jeff) Wilson and Kerry (Daryl) Sid; her former husband, her first love Louis Dieter, her last love, Brian Tucker; and her beloved dog, Larry. Along with her many great nieces and nephews.

To know Sandi was to know that animals were a huge part of her heart. Throughout her life, she surrounded herself with dogs, horses, sheep, birds, and countless other creatures. In the 1990s, she spent much of her time working with her sheep, finding joy in the simple, sometimes messy, and always rewarding work of caring for them. Her love for animals was unconditional, and she had a remarkable ability to make room in her heart for just about anything with four legs, feathers, or a heartbeat.

Sandi was also an incredibly talented artist. She could turn a blank canvas into something beautiful with acrylic paints, transform ceramics into works of art, and create stunning stained-glass pieces. Her creativity was not simply a hobby—it was part of who she was. She often shared her creations with others at craft fairs, where her handmade pieces became little pieces of her that found their way into other people's homes.

Music was another great love. Sandi enjoyed everything from country and old rock and roll to Celtic music, and when Christmas rolled around, Trans-Siberian Orchestra was never far away. Christmas was her favorite holiday, especially because it meant having family together. Halloween came in a close second, and Sandi certainly knew how to celebrate it. She loved transforming her front porch into something wonderfully spooky, dressing as a witch beside her cauldron of “witches brew,” complete with creepy music and a mummy in a casket she had created herself. She didn't just celebrate holidays—she turned them into experiences.

And then there was Sandi herself.

In her prime, she was the life of the party—fun-loving, creative, spirited, and never afraid to make things a little more interesting. She had a personality that could fill a room, and her creativity and sense of fun followed her wherever she went.

Above all else, Sandi loved her daughter, Bethany, with all of her heart. That bond was one of the most important parts of her life, and the love between a mother and daughter is something that does not end with goodbye. It becomes part of who we are and remains with us in all the years that follow.

Sandi leaves behind not only the people who loved her, but also the countless things she created, the animals she cared for, the memories she made, and the pieces of her spirit that live on in the people fortunate enough to have known her.

She was creative. She was spirited. She loved deeply. She lived life in her own wonderful way. And she will be deeply missed.

A celebration of Sandi's life will be announced at a later date.

Rest easy, Mom. Your work here is done. Give Grandma a big hug.