I wanted to go up and hug you and somehow knew you wanted to just leave, have space, be quiet… that’s what I wanted and I only knew Blake for 1 year.

So feel my hug now, for your tribute at the memorial and for this wonderful blog, both of which made me cry.

I’ve always loved ants and do so even more now.

Thank you and blessings,

Cindy

I just wanted to mention something you said, which for me was the highlight of the whole event. It was right at the end after Joe Whyte’s tearfully awesome slideshow. You said that Blake was always restless. That he was always waiting for the, “big thing,” to happen. He co-wrote, “Blank Check,” and was still waiting. Then later, he wrote, “Save The Cat,” and the praise and the fans and the students rolled in. And that was it. That was the big thing he’d been waiting for. In his students he found the recognition and confirmation he’d been waiting for all his life. You said that we’d all blogged about how much Blake had given to us, but in the end it was us, his students, who had given to him as well.

I don’t know how happy Blake was. He seemed a very joyous, complicated individual, as most genius is. Hearing you say that though, that in buying his book and recommending it to everyone under the sun, in taking his class and praising him profusely, in emailing him back and forth, that I’d helped give him a sense of completion. It struck me to the heart and I was happy to have been a part of it all. We’ll meet again, I know.

Thank you, again Tracey, for sharing your friendship with Blake with all of us and giving us another window into his life.

You were a great friend to Blake and ultimately that’s the most we can ever do for a person. You are valued. It was a great two days for me – got to feel a part of the biz again and met some funny people.

I hope to stay pals,

Colby

Thanks so much.

You brought it all in. You sang in front of a couple of hundred people. That is courage, and that is true love.

xox