A year ago my cousin's husband, who was a friend and business associate of mine directly as well, was diagnosed with life-threatening stomach cancer. Jeremy Coleman had always fused his life with tremendous optimism, energy and excitement. Probably some of the reasons my cousin fell for him...
Jeremy and Pam were married almost 9 years ago, and brought three beautiful children, Zoe, Leo, and Gil, into this world.
Many of us would crumble after hearing a doctor say to us that a terminal disease is coursing its way through the body. Not Jeremy -- he was determined to celebrate life. In between treatments this past year, Jeremy and Pam grabbed the moment, and traveled to Vietnam, where Jeremy had always wanted to visit.
Jeremy passed away last night, and we attended his funeral this afternoon -- but rather than leaving sad, we left inspired. Everyone around us had been in awe of Jeremy's love of life, and belief that the world could be made a better place. A friend of Jeremy and Pam's, who was one of Pam's teachers when she first came to Israel, reminded us that in Jewish law that if a messenger does an act in someone's name, it is if the person herself directly did that act-- and called upon us all to be Jeremy's messengers in this world.
May we blessed to celebrate life as Jeremy did, even when we are told all is falling apart.
Jeremy Coleman, of blessed memory
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