Hi. I’m Becca.
I’m a boy mom, lover of personality tests (INFJ, holla) who is rooted in Phoenix (yes, I hate the summers) and a lawyer who always has a creative side hustle going on. I’m an advocate for kids and I firmly believe that a straight line isn’t the best way to get anywhere. Mostly because I couldn’t stay on one if my left arm depended on it.
humble brag section
I don’t want to tell you what to do,
but if you’re new, I’d start here:
“I write because I don’t know what I think until I read what I say.”
– Flannery O’Connor
Oh, Flannery. What a quote. Because this is it exactly.
Writing helps untangle the jumble of life and narrow it into a straight line. Straight lines don’t come naturally to me, but I really, really like them. Like a planner, for you organized sorts, but one I don’t lose.
My most important lessons about adopting my kids and parenting them came this way. When I’m faced with something funny or heartbreaking or a mix of both and wondering “well, uhhhhh, how do I feel about this?” my blinking cursor beckons me to sit on down and figure it out.
(Wait. My cursor is basically Mr. Miyagi. I think I got sort of screwed, now that I think about it.)
All these words connect us. I love it so much when I pick up a book or read a blog and think, “this person is me! We clearly share a brain and should be Best Friends.” Or … maybe this is all just a wordy excuse to have a bunch of online friends so I never have to use the phone or attend a social gathering again. #Lifegoals
