Elliott is really struggling with anxiety today. The loss of the two baby squirrels really sorta made ripples in his pond. As the day has worn on, those ripples have grown into waves.

Waves are actually a really good way to describe how anxiety hits him because it just sorta pours over him. You can see it as it’s happening.. 😟

When he was crying this morning after the loss of the second baby squirrel, he kept saying, First I lost Mom. Then I lost Bella and now these babies. I have nothing left to lose.. That just broke my heart but clearly he’s struggling with loss on multiple levels and it’s impacting him quite profoundly. 

For the latter half of the day, he’s been trying to get me to take him to the store so he can get this little thing, of which I have no clue. I can’t do this for him because it’s not healthy and I can’t afford it. 

Elliott tries quite desperately to fill this void inside of him with anything he can to help him feel better. It’s heartbreaking and I’m doing everything I can to help him cope in healthier, more productive ways. 

I know this is tough on him but it’s also tough as a parent because I want to take away his pain but all I can do is walk with him on his journey. I can’t fix the things he’s hurting over and I can’t control the actions of others. It’s not easy for me to accept that but it’s something I’ve learned I must.