CJ Blake Wadlow

CJ was full of love and adventure. He never met a stranger and was always out exploring and trying to learn new things. He loved music, writing lyrics, skateboarding, basketball, and baseball. He loved everyone and forgave easily. I miss him dearly.

There are so many favorite memories. He used to climb up the walls literally wearing his spider man costume as a little boy. I once caught him skateboarding off the roof. He had taken off the wheels and turned it into a boogie board. I remember him grabbing this stuffed toy frog that made a croaking noise when you shook it and beelining straight out the store door when he was three because he fell in love with it. He was a bit of a wild child. I wouldn’t change anything about him. He was precious.

I will most miss hearing him say momma and I love you. I miss his sense of humor. The way he loved me unconditionally. The way he was protective over our family and wanted to make us proud. I miss his innocence before the drugs. I miss his beautiful blue eyes, crazy curls, and dimpled grin. I miss smelling his aftershave and cologne. I miss hearing his stories and spending time with him. Drugs started to take him long before death. I will never miss the psychosis or fear that he experienced.

CJ would want us to remember that he wasn’t in control the last years. He would want us to remember his kind heart, his sense of humor, his undying love for all of us. He would want us to remember his music and the songs he wrote, his humor and athleticism. He would want us to remember that he tried very hard to get better and that he is not hurting anymore. Above all he would want his friends and family to remember that all he ever wanted was for all of us to be happy and to have a good life.