ForeverMissed
This memorial website was created in memory of our loved one, Susie Warkentin. 
We ask you, our family, our relatives and friends to be a part of this celebration of a long life well lived by sharing your thoughts of our beloved Susie. Please share your stories, your poems, your thoughts, and your photos here on this memorial page. 

We will remember her forever.

Note: The graveside memorial was held on Saturday, June 6th and videotaped for family, relatives and friends who could not be with us. 
https://vimeo.com/427078959


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It is with much love that we mourn the peaceful passing of Susie Warkentin (née Buhler) on the early morning of June 2, 2020 with family at her side.

Susie was born in southern Manitoba and after her marriage to Cornelius Warkentin, moved to the Tofield area in 1952 where they farmed and raised their family.

Left to cherish her memory are her children Harold (Natalie), Lawrence (Joyce), Vi (Fatima), Marv (Gwen) and Roland (Gayle), nine grandchildren, and seven great grandchildren.

She was predeceased by her husband Cornelius (Corney), her brother Jake Buhler, and her sisters Annie Sawatzky and Helen Goertz.

Due to Covid19 and Alberta Health restrictions, a private celebration with only immediate family was held on June 6, 2020. 

If family, relatives and friends desire, memorial contributions in Susie’s memory may be made to the Mennonite Central Committee. https://mcccanada.ca/  Thank you.

Check out the photo/video gallery and stories and share some of yours too!



Posted by Dwayne Buhler on June 7, 2020
I want to pass along our love and prayers to Harold, Lawrence, Vi, Marv and Roland and their families. It was always a great source of joy to go out to the farm and visit Uncle Cornie and Aunt Susie (and the cousins of course). I have such great memories of hours spent exploring and spending time together- and eating at the table afterwards. Your Mom and Dad were a wonderful, godly example for us as a family; they’ll be missed!

I also trust that you will experience the grace and peace that comes from the presence of the Comforter; the Holy Spirit who walks alongside us and lifts us up in our times of need. May you be strengthened and comforted by the fact that we will all meet one day, in the presence of our Lord Jesus Christ.

Dwayne & Rhonda Buhler
Kitchener, ON
Posted by Linda Buhler on June 5, 2020
memories, George and I and our family have many wonderful memories of Susie and Corney. We loved going to the farm, visiting, snow mobiling and just being with them. We observed this family, the love and caring.

Susie had the gift of hospitality, she used it well. Her gardens produced wonderful vegetables and berries, flowers galore!
You will be missed. She is with her Lord and Saviour, rest in Peace.
Posted by Irene Climenhaga on June 3, 2020
I am so sorry to hear that your mom has passed away but am thankful that she is now in her forever home in heaven with her beloved Jesus. May you take comfort in the fact that while she will be missed dearly, you will have the opportunity to one day see her again.

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Posted by Dwayne Buhler on June 7, 2020
I want to pass along our love and prayers to Harold, Lawrence, Vi, Marv and Roland and their families. It was always a great source of joy to go out to the farm and visit Uncle Cornie and Aunt Susie (and the cousins of course). I have such great memories of hours spent exploring and spending time together- and eating at the table afterwards. Your Mom and Dad were a wonderful, godly example for us as a family; they’ll be missed!

I also trust that you will experience the grace and peace that comes from the presence of the Comforter; the Holy Spirit who walks alongside us and lifts us up in our times of need. May you be strengthened and comforted by the fact that we will all meet one day, in the presence of our Lord Jesus Christ.

Dwayne & Rhonda Buhler
Kitchener, ON
Posted by Linda Buhler on June 5, 2020
memories, George and I and our family have many wonderful memories of Susie and Corney. We loved going to the farm, visiting, snow mobiling and just being with them. We observed this family, the love and caring.

Susie had the gift of hospitality, she used it well. Her gardens produced wonderful vegetables and berries, flowers galore!
You will be missed. She is with her Lord and Saviour, rest in Peace.
Posted by Irene Climenhaga on June 3, 2020
I am so sorry to hear that your mom has passed away but am thankful that she is now in her forever home in heaven with her beloved Jesus. May you take comfort in the fact that while she will be missed dearly, you will have the opportunity to one day see her again.
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Susie Warkentin

It is with much love that we mourn the passing of Susie Warkentin (née Buhler) in the early hours of Tuesday, June 2, 2020 with family at her side.

Susie was born in Rosengart, near Gretna in southern Manitoba on Sept 12, 1926. From there, the family moved to Holmfield and when Susie was 8, the family moved to Fork River near Winnipegosis where they experienced hardships due to frequent crop failures from grasshoppers and hail and God brought them through these difficult times.

Susie's life was almost taken from her as a young girl as she ventured away from her home and out to the nearby creek against her parents' wishes. When her father realized he no longer saw his daughter, he raced out to the water to see her bobbing along - she had slipped into the rushing waters. Her dad was able to scoop her out of the water and her life was saved.  At an early age she decided to follow God and has remained a steadfast believer her entire life.

Susie attended Bicton Heath School along with her siblings but had to drop out after Grade 5 (age 10) to help on the family farm after her father had fallen gravely ill – seeding the crops with horse and doing other farm work. Working for others in the Fork River and nearby Gilbert Plains area plus working in a sewing factory in Winnipeg as well as a nursing home were other jobs she had. 

In 1949, Susie boarded a bus to Ontario with other girls she knew, to work in a cannery and pick fruit.  With the money earned, she attended Elim Bible School and then planned to study as a nurse’s aide but that meant she’d need to upgrade her schooling.  She went back to school and took her Grade 8 (at age 23) with her younger brother George. She started late in the semester but caught up by Christmas and completed her Grade 8 in June with good marks.

She met Dad in the fall of 1951 at her sister’s and his brother’s wedding, (Mary and Peter), fell in love and they corresponded by letter. Dad went to visit her around Christmas and when she came out to greet him, he wasn’t sure it was her because she was wearing a different coat but as soon as he saw her smile, he knew it was her! They were engaged during the Christmas holidays and married on April 5, 1952.

Mom packed her suitcase and set off to Alberta to start her new life with Dad at Lindbrook, AB. As with many newlyweds, there was a desire to start a family and in March, 1953 their first child Harold was born and thus began their dream of raising a family. Lawrence was born in June 1960 and Mom and Dad were thrilled to see their little family growing as they had dreamed. With a move to a new farm along Hwy 14 near Tofield in late 1961, the excitement of another baby also being added to the family brought joy. On Jan 1, 1962 Vi was born – a daughter! In later years Mom expressed to me (Vi) that she was nervous about having a daughter since she had only had sons so far. Mom and Dad were exceedingly busy with the youngsters but welcomed another child, Marv in Nov 1963. Although having three children quite close in age, mom accepted the challenge of motherhood with grace and gratitude. They were blessed with another boy, Roland, in 1967 to complete their family.   

Mom juggled so many things – motherhood and providing for her family – cooking, baking, cleaning, sewing, and helping in the field wherever needed.

She never complained and was patient in teaching her children about a faith in God, prayer, kindness, giving and living a life of admirable example.

Being artistic, she found great joy in quilting and learning new crafts –  liquid embroidery and hardanger among others – to create works of beauty. She was self-taught in wedding cake decorating and made many a cake for the marrying girls at their church.

Her garden and fruit orchard, including grapes and cherries, were her joy and each fall, with freezer full and pantry shelves filled with quarts of canned fruit and vegetable bins full and herbs hanging to dry in the pantry rafters, we never went without.

Some of her other activities included teaching at Pioneer Girls club, singing in the various choirs, teaching Sunday School and DVBS, working on MCC projects, and being sponsors for the Laotian families.  

Mom took very little time just for herself. Perhaps her ‘time for herself’ was in her garden amongst her flowers. Not that she ever relaxed or rested in the garden, but just working in her garden was her therapy (hard work or not). A few years in a row, she got quite creative in her flower garden creating raised flower beds in designs with winding walkways through the flower beds.

In 1989 Mom and Dad moved to Tofield while Harold took over the family farm. 

Mom and Dad took several bus tours in their retirement years to the west and east coasts of Canada which they thoroughly enjoyed, and Mom continued to talk about these trips. She’d often reminisce about their east coast trip when they turned 80 in the fall of 2006. 

When the new Villa in town opened in 2012, they decided to move there.  

After the passing of Dad in 2015, mom found strength to carry on without him. We believe the prayers of many and her faith carried her through this increasingly lonely time. Even though there was family around, Mom missed Dad immensely and who wouldn’t – they had had a beautiful life together.

Sickness in 2017 landed mom in the Tofield hospital and eventually she recovered but needed to transition to higher care. A room became available at the Tofield Long Term Care where she settled in quite well. She knew many of the residents as well as many of the caregivers. Knowing she was receiving excellent care at the facility brought comfort to the family knowing that there was always someone there to look after her when we couldn’t be there.

She enjoyed the weekly activities offered and wished Bingo could happen every day. She always did well and was always wanting to win the Smarties on the prize tray for the great grandchildren and grandchildren who visited her.

Mom looked forward to her Sunday visits with Fatima and Vi and much time was spent visiting greenhouses, gardens and chinese restaurants or just taking a drive out to check on the progress of the crops in the area including Errol and Harold’s fields. Virtually every visit also included a few games of RACKO, a card game which she excelled in and was hard to beat at. 

A health setback in the summer of 2019 meant the end of Sunday drives which she missed greatly. Without the use of her legs to transfer in/out of vehicles safely, it was impossible to continue with the Sunday drives.

Declining health because of multi mini strokes brought on increased confusion and frustration (a vicious circle) and normal life became much more difficult. The loss of remembering how to use her phone to be in daily contact with her family also brought on stress, increased loneliness, and deep sadness. 

The loss of her legs and needing assistance for everything was difficult and hard to understand at times. And yet there were also moments of great clarity, moments of hearty laughter and remembrance and always, much love for her family.

Mom has been looking forward, for many years, to be with Jesus and now, her prayers have been answered. May she rest in peace and experience eternal joy.

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Mom and Gardening

Shared by V Warkentin on June 28, 2020
“You weren’t always a willing participant,” she smiled as she reminded me on one of our last face-to-face visits this spring.  Mom and I were reminiscing about gardening back when we lived on the farm.

Mom always planted a huge garden and, to me, it felt like I spent my entire summer in the garden. I know I wasn’t always happy about that because I felt all my friends were out having the times of their lives (camping or riding their bikes) and there I was, working every waking minute of my life, in the garden. I would pick five gallons of raspberries and when I looked back at the first row of plants, they were ripe again and ready for picking. These were the memories I had as a young teenager.

Then came the year when mom decided to expand the garden by adding a large plot out near the cow pasture near the neighbours – to grow extra potatoes so she could give them away in the fall. I wasn’t impressed at all but after a few days of hilling the potatoes, I realized I could take my transistor radio out with me and could listen to the Top 40 countdown while hoeing. Life as a teenager got better, it seemed to me.

Mom loved gardening – whether that was vegetables, fruit trees or flowers – perennials and annuals. I recall the excitement she had when the seed catalogue arrived in the mail and she’d carefully fill out the order form and wait with anticipation for the seeds to arrive in spring. She was always willing to try growing new things – asparagus and grapes are just a couple of examples of that.

In her last years, Mom and I bonded over our love of gardening (yes, I eventually came to love gardening) and we spent much time at greenhouses and garden parks. When she spotted a plant she didn’t recognize, she would always want to know what the plant was called, whether it was a sun or shade plant and whether it had a fragrance. She never stopped wanting to learn about plants.

I will forever be grateful to Mom for being patient with me to teach me so much about gardening.I am also thankful for her patience in teaching me how to harvest the garden bounty as well. 

Thank you, Mom, for sharing your great love of gardening. Flowers will forever remind me of you! Our garden is blooming extra beautifully this year! I’m sure you and Dad are looking down from heaven and smiling!

Always there ...

Shared by Dori Koop on June 7, 2020
It's been hard to know what to say over this past week since Grandma passed from this home, onto her forever home with her Heavenly Father. So many memories I could share but there's something bigger that has had an impact on me.
Our boys are almost 17 & 15 and when our youngest was born, between my husband Darell's side of the family and mine, they had eight ... EIGHT Great-Grandparents. Wow. While they don't remember their Great-Grandpa's who passed away in 2005 and 2010, they do remember Susie's husband, my Grandpa and their Great-Grandpa who passed away in 2015. And they also remember their three Great-Grandparents that passed away in 2019 and now Susie, their Great-Grandma and my Grandma. I guess I've come to realize that we have been spoiled ... well, blessed is a better word. So so blessed. I am humbled and so overwhelmed with the love poured down through the generations. The foundation that has been laid for us on the prayers of the generations that came before us is too much to wrap my head around. Sounds like a pretty good representation of the love of God.
Grandma, Susie, was one of those who went before me and was part of my family who raised me to love Jesus. She prayed for me, she loved me and she has always been there ... my whole life, she's just always been there. I grew up in Tofield, always minutes away from their house, and have since, never lived more than an hour away from Grandpa and Grandma Warkentin. But now they are both gone and that void is hitting me in an unexpected way. I mean, of course I knew the day would come and the passing of each loved one is unique in the way it affects each one of us, but I never realized the security I had placed in knowing that Grandpa and Grandpa Warkentin were ALWAYS there.
I miss you both. Thank you for your love, for your prayers and for always being there.

See you again in eternity.
Love you,
Dori

Sunday Reflections

Shared by V Warkentin on June 7, 2020
Sundays With Susie – The rain is gently falling this early Sunday morning just as the chirping of the birds punctuate the quiet start to this day. We always knew this day would eventually come – that day when we would no longer be spending it with Susie. Today we are quietly reflecting on what was.

Yesterday, we laid mom to rest in a tiny cemetery out in the countryside surrounded, in part, by tall spruce and green-leafed forest. The pouring rain slowed and then ceased as the noontime graveside service began while mom’s children, grandchildren and great-grandchildren surrounded her. Prayers, poems and inspirational thoughts were shared. We recognized the fact that spring was definitely mom’s ‘season’ and, in this season, she has passed. It was the time of the year that she looked forward to with such anticipation – as she meticulously would plan and plant her massive garden filled with vegetables, perennials and annuals and as she carefully tended to her numerous fruit trees and berry plants. The strains of “I’ll Fly Away” played on as family laid red roses on her casket. And then, as the casket was lowered slowly into the ground, the deafening sound of chirping birds filled the air with their melodious song from the surrounding trees as if to say, ‘Farewell, Susie, farewell’. The beautiful sounds filled my heart. As we all slowly walked away, the sprinkling of the rain started – what incredible timing.

The immediate family then gathered to share a meal made up of some of her favourites – spicy Chinese food, cheesecake and maple walnut ice cream and dessert wafers. Recently, Fatima and I had been asked, “So, what are you going to do now on your Sundays?” I opened my fortune cookie and I felt like what I was reading was a note from my mom. “Getting away for the weekend with help clear your mind”. 

There was time to reflect and share funny stories, and those heartfelt memories that each of us experienced with mom. A recurring theme was how mom was such a great hostess – her home was always open to anyone, not just family - for a home-cooked meal, tea and fresh baking and there was always a comfortable bed for anyone who needed lodging. Words of encouragement, support and thankfulness stretched into the early evening before bidding farewell to family.

To the many, many friends and relatives that showered the family with bouquet after bouquet of beautiful flowers and perennials, of gift baskets, and food - our heartfelt thanks to you all. Mom LOVED flowers and she was truly surrounded by gorgeous flowers this weekend (as was her wish) just as we are surrounded by the colours and scents of all the blooms today.

And so in this spring season, as the intoxicating smells of lilacs fill the air, as the sweet aroma of blooming apple trees waft through the breeze, and as we see the colourful pink double-flowering plum tree burst into bloom, we will always be reminded of Susie – our mom, our grandmother, our great-grandmother, aunt and friend.

Goodbyes are not forever. Goodbyes are not the end. They simply mean I’ll miss you, until we meet again!