Bear on edge for days on end. The yelling, the arguing, the talking back are like the first rumbles of an approaching storm. But he always retreats before it breaks. Back to his room. Back to his legos. Back to the constant background noise of Adventures in Odyssey.
And I breathe a sigh of relief. Even though I know the quiet is only temporary and eventually the storm will come.
And come it does.
It comes when my husband takes a moment to pull him aside and just talk to him.
“Bear, you seem to be pretty upset recently. Like you’re angry all the time. What’s going on?”
And my little Bear collapsed into his arms sobbing. Everything Micah does reminds him of Tiggy and it hurts too much and he just wants to smash the world.
And while he finds some calm as his storm passes, I feel the tempest in my own soul begin to stir.
. . . . to be continued . . .
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