Becky Lynch: The Man: Not Your Average Average Girl

by Rebecca Quin

But then I got hungry and sad and just wanted pizza. Beauty was my mom’s domain. Pizza was mine.

It’s hard to know what to say when someone dies. Always there with the wisdom of a sage, and knowing the perfect thing to say, The Rock, whom my dad always loved watching when he was wrestling and who had become a good friend and confidant to me in recent years, offered the most comforting perspective. In his signature voice, kind and compassionate, he gave me the greatest amount of comfort in one sentence. “And now, he’s always with you.” And now, he’s always with me.