It is with great sadness that the family announce the passing of our beloved, Irmgard Jean Feldman, on July 27, 2024, at the age of 90, with me, her daughter Kim, by her side.

Mom was born in Warburg, Alberta, on April 5, 1934, with the help of a midwife and my grandfather, as there was no doctor available. She was the firstborn of seven, earning the nickname "Honey" because of her small size and sweet nature. From a young age, she helped in the kitchen and out in the field.

Mom met my father, Ray, who lived on the next farm, and they were married in 1953, spending 61 years together. They had 3 children, Debi (passed in 2008), Barry, and Kim. They bought and sold hotels, working as great partners who were like peanut butter and jam—never arguing. They moved to BC once but spent most of their lives in Alberta, retiring in Leduc before moving to Coaldale. After Ray passed away in 2014, Mom lived alone for two years before moving in with Hailey, Sara, and I. It was a natural fit and truly wonderful for all of us.

Mom loved sewing, cooking, crocheting - often donating handmade bibs and toques wherever needed. Traveling with her sisters brought her immense joy. She had one brother, Gordon, known for his jokes and frugality (now passed), and four sisters: Freda, a nature lover who never complained; Elsie, who could do anything she set her mind to; Helen, the avid crier; and Betty, the strong-willed youngest sister. Their trips to Bonners Ferry held their fondest memories, filled with casino visits, snacks, and reminiscing about the old days.

As she aged, Mom kept busy folding clothes, taking naps, watering plants, and watching life go by from her chair by the window. She always had positive stories about our neighbors, as if she knew them. When I worked, she would eagerly wait for me to get home and ask, "How was your day?" Her supper was never complete until her last bite went to our dog, Charlie, her biggest supporter. Mom lived vicariously through our travels, always marking off where we travelled in her atlas. We even converted her into a Swifty and she willingly watched the Super Bowl. My brother Barry would visit, and they would talk for hours about their past work together; she often remembered events better than he did. Recently, she advised him to buy a trike for safety, showing her constant care and concern.

Words cannot fully express how much we will miss her. She taught us so much in the 10 years she lived with us. Our family chain is broken, and nothing feels the same, but as God calls us one by one, the chain will link again.

We will honor her with a small, intimate, family gathering at 11:00 am, on August 28, 2024 at Leduc, followed by an interment in Warburg, Alberta.