It is with heavy hearts we announce the passing of Sally Cooper on Monday, January 10th, 2022, at the age of 61 after a long and courageous battle with Breast Cancer.
Born on June 30th, 1960, to the late Dorothy and Peter Cooper. Cherished and loved mother of Chelsea Barr (Caleb) and James Barr. She leaves behind her loving and devoted partner David Mitchell. Nana to 3 beautiful girls, Jemma-Lynn, Jekiera, and Eren. Adored sister of Ferne Cooper, Robin Cooper, Peggy Pulkkinen and the late Melody Cooper. Special Auntie to many. She will be deeply missed by many cousins, aunties, friends, and other family.
Sally spent her last few summers in the place she called “Heaven” Batchawana Bay, this is where she grew up and spent many wonderful years living in the village. She was resilient and strong and fought so hard to stay on our physical earth for her children and loved ones but now she is at peace and hopefully in a heaven like Batchawana.
As per Sally’s wishes, a Celebration of Life will take place on Friday, January 14, 2022, from 2:00 p.m. to 4:00 p.m. at O’Sullivan Funeral Home (215 St. James Street, SSM). Due to COVID-19 restrictions to attend the visitation as attendance is limited, please register (RSVP) at www.osullivanfuneralhome.com under Sally’s obituary or by calling the funeral home at 705-759-8456. Please wear a face mask and practice physical distancing.
Thank you to ARCH Hospice for your compassion and care at this difficult time. A special thank you to her wonderful doctors, Dr. Taylor, Dr. Spadafora, and Dr. Wilson for your years of care and support of Sally. In lieu of flowers, memorial donations can be made to ARCH Hospice (payable by cheque or online). Visit www.osullivanfuneralhome.com to leave condolences for the family. Arrangements entrusted to O’Sullivan Funeral Home and Cremation Centre, 215 St. James St, 705-759-8456.
“Do not stand at my grave and weep,
I am not there, I do not sleep.
I am a thousand winds that blow;
I am the diamond glints on the snow.
I am the sunlight on ripened grain;
I am the gentle autumn's rain.
When you awaken in the morning's hush,
I am the swift uplifting rush
Of quiet birds in circled flight.
I am the soft star that shines atnight.
Do not stand at my grave and cry.
I am not there; I did not die.”