Marc, I miss you so much. You were such a bright light in this world. You taught me so much. How to be kinder. How just the act of smiling could change someone's day. To take a brief moment to pause. To be intentional. To be kind. 

When you spoke, people listened. When you laughed, we all smiled. You had a way of putting people at ease — creating space for others to breathe, to feel seen, to feel safe. That was your gift. And it’s what I miss the most. Every conversation with you was honest, selfless, and real. You made me feel like I could show up fully as myself — not just as your manager, but as a person. You didn’t have to care the way you did — about me, my life, the work, the agency — but you did, wholeheartedly. There were times I joked that you felt more like MY manager with the advice and encouragement you so freely gave. But more than anything, you were never just a colleague. You were my friend. A dear, dear friend. And I’ll carry our conversations and our time together with me always.

You lived with an open heart and a curious spirit. You brought boldness, warmth, and authenticity into everything you touched. You reminded me to take risks. To dance when there's music. To live fully.

I know you are somewhere tackling you're next grand adventure — traveling somewhere beautiful, checking off your bucket list, soaking up life the way you always did. And one day, I hope to hear all about it.

I'll never forget you, "Festival Marc". 

I didn't get to know Marc for long, but he had a huge impact on me. He radiated joy and excitement and it was addictive. We stayed up late watching bad Naruto reruns and talking about our dreams. I really loved this man and we lost him far too soon.

Marc told me that he wanted there to be magic in this world and when I was with him I really felt it. I'll never forget Marc. He was an amazing person. It warms my heart to see his legacy of love living on among so many. He lives on in me.