Thursday, January 20, 2022
Wendy-Lee Daigle (Re. Bridgeman)
September 8, 1957 - December 18, 2021
Wendy was the youngest in our family. The baby of our bunch. She was the shortest but probably the smartest and she was a talker, and talk she did. Wendy was 5 years younger than me, so we didn’t always attend the same school. In 1970 when I got married, Wendy was the Jr. bridesmaid in a dress our mother made for her. She wore it proud as punch. Wendy was a reader from a very young age. As much as possible, she had her nose stuck in a book. She was a speed reader. Her top choices were Anne Rice, Stephen King, and a few others. When she was about 14 she took a job at a laundry company.
Wendy moved in with Wayne and me. We were living in a little trailer in Greenwood Village, until we all moved to our house in Glamorgan. Wayne found a car for her and taught her how to drive. We had a lot of laughs about her driving. All the jokes Wayne and Trevor played on her… they were endless.
Wendy met Brain and soon after they were married. They bought a house and after a few years, they started a family. We all believed they never would have kids, but along came Jennifer and 4 years later Jordan arrived. Her kids were her life and she loved spending time with them. We did many camping trips. Weekends away, Wayne and I had fun with Wendy, and the kids were always stirring up something. We took a long trip to Disneyland in the motorhome, where we all had an amazing trip. We still talk about it years later.
Years later, as the kids were growing older, our brother Glenn became ill. Wendy made sure our mom saw Glenn everyday that was possible. Attending all kinds of tests and surgeries. She looked after his care and challenged every one, making sure he had the best care available. When our mom passed away Wendy was right there arranging all that was needed to be taken care of, while still working full time, taking care of her family, giving them everything they needed. She was a wonder woman of sorts.
When we lost our brother Glenn, Wendy again stood up to take care of everything from his service, to all that needed attention. I know Glenn would have been so proud of her, even though he always called her a knitter. Wendy now had grandchildren , and she couldn’t have been more proud. She spent a lot of time with them, enjoying every minute. Driving all by herself to Salmo B.C. to see her new granddaughter and then she had a new grandson this past year, so that made a total of 7.
In the oil crunch, Wendy lost her job of 37 years. A sad time for her, as she loved her job and all the people she worked with. Of course she had to find a new job. She had worked all her life. It didn’t take her long to find a job and behold, it was in the small town that 4 of her grandchildren lived. This was a good reason to see the kids more. She lived there until she passed. When my husband Wayne passed away, Wendy walked me through the process of dealing with the end of life. Thank God she helped me, or I’d still be working on it.
I feel great sadness in knowing that I will never see her again in this life. I am so thankful that I spent many days at the hospital in Calgary. I thought we had lots of time, but that wasn’t to be, we will miss you and I’m sure we always will. We will watch over the kids and tell them about their Gramma.
Love always,
Me (Colleen), Trevor, Lisa, and Sapphire
P.S. Wendy keep Wayne and Glenn in line
