Help with Jacob's funeral cost, headstone and lost work

My name is Sarah Cooley-Coates. Within this past year our house burned, people from Palestine, IL, keep breaking into e everything we have or had leftI Igot a call at work my SON COMMITTED SUICIDE, my ride or die, my best friend. Then 2 weeks later my husband of 33 years was intubated on life support and has a pulmonary embolism. My world stopped March 21st when Jacob left us. Belle and Mikey paid for the funeral, I so know know a few donated to it directly. We even tried for the state to help but since he had a medical card they said no. I do not ever ask for anything but his funeral was watched well over 5k times. If everyone would have given a dollar then. I know the funeral itself was just over 7, and headstones are expensive. I've been off work, Robert cannot, he is supposed to be in bed rest.I am going to share his obituary then I guess I am going to hold out my tin cup.

Obit Jacob Lee-Alexander Coates

29, of Mount Carmel, IL formerly of Palestine passed away March 21st 2025. Born on 11 3 1995, in Robinson il, Jacob arrived in this world with a story already attached..According to family lore, he was born with a tail-a deteal that may or may not be true,but was too good not to repeat. Jacob loved a good story, and he would tell it so well you'd stop caring about fact

He grew up in Palestine, where his childhood was filled with late night laughter, video games, and a deep life long friend Andrew, They were brothers in all but blood. He had a few other close friends, Quinton, Jed,Caleb, Levi,Keegan Luke.

He graduated in 2014 from Palestine high. Schoolwork was not his thing, but learning? That was a different story

He was sharp-brilliant even,but allergic to hustle. He once work up early pretending to go to his college classes only to go to the park and sleep

The ruse worked until mom got the letter. Jacob always knew how to play his cards- and yet somehow, ne never once got grounded

He worked a handful of jobs ,most recently with Toyota Boshoku through StaffQuick. But work never defined Jacob. He was a homebody who found joy in little things-his books, his games,his family. He loved fantasy stories, long naps and witty debates where he could prove(again) that he knew everything. He didn't live to impress, he lived to enjoy.

Jacob was endlessly loyal-especially to his mom, Sarah. With his dad Robert away most of the week for work Jacob stepped up.He helped with errands, took her to appointments and became the one she leaned on, her best friend.

He also was a dedicated brother-each sibling holding a unique place in his heart. He was a rock for Josy, the calm voice of reason when things got chaotic, helping him keep a level head when he was stressed. As for Isaiah Jacob was a quiet hero-the reason he picked up his guitar, wanting to follow in his big brother's footsteps.

Jacob was a walking contradiction-and somehow, that made perfect sense. Not particularly humble, but deeply supportive. A little lazy, but completely reliable. He didn't leap into action when the lawn needed mowed, but would come up at the end and ask if you need a hand. Needless to say Jacob lived life at his own pace-slowly,but with intention. He didn't chase the spotlight, but when he entered the room it lit up.That glow hasn't gone out

He is survived by his parents Robert and Sarah(cooley) Coates, siblings Josiah Coates Emily Coates& Jon Shear Isabella and Mikey Roberts Isaiah Coates. Nieces Keeva Kylee and Ophelia Numerous aunts uncles and cousins and best frind Andrew

Preceding him are all grandparents. Charles and Barbara Cooley, and Robert and Mary Coates

SO NOW COMES OUT MY TIN CUP. Anything you can spare

And if you can share this. I don't know Many people but if it gets shared enough maybe it would help.

We don't plan on our children to go before us. We definitely do not expect this

(Investing still pending)

Please

Since writing this we have received almost 2k

How funeral has been viewed almost 6k times.

I cannot repair her alone, can't afford a headstone, and I can't leave my room much less go to work right now. Grief is a bear, I don't wake up without thinking of him, I am at a loss, literally. I am so sorry for asking anyone for anything but even 1 dollar helps. And if you can't, feed pray for me to find the grace I need for forgiveness to those who pushed him to do it, if in fact he really did. Or is all just one nightmare I can't awake from.