Wendy Lee Perkonig

Wendy was more than my cousin—she was my first role model, someone I looked up to long before I even understood what it meant to admire another person so deeply. Time going to Campbell River to visit at Uncle Ken’s and Aunty Grace‘s are some of my favourite memories. Growing up, I saw in Wendy a kind of kindness that felt effortless. Even as a young person she was thoughtful in the way she listened, caring in the way she showed up, and generous with her time and attention. No matter how small or insignificant I felt at times, (many times!) Wendy never once made me feel like a nuisance. She had a way of making people feel seen, heard, and valued—and I was lucky enough to experience that again and again. As a child, I didn’t always have the words for what she meant to me, but I knew I wanted to be like her. She set an example not through grand gestures, but through quiet, consistent compassion. The way she treated others—with patience, warmth, and sincerity—left a lasting impression on me my entire life. The impact Wendy has left is lasting. It lives on in the people she loved, in the kindness she gave, and in the memories we are privileged to have. I will always be grateful to have had her in my life and I am so thankful to have kept all the prayers she has prayed over me in the last few years, in our text messages.  Till we meet again dear Wendy..I know you are rejoicing with all our family who have gone before. I love and miss you.