After a day of nonstop rain and crying, Connor told me this:

"My poor baby. I wish I could fix everything. Look we only have a little left, so smile and hold your head up, no matter how heavy it gets. It's harder than it sounds I know, but you have to deal with it somehow because I couldn't stand to see someone with the potential to do so much collapse due to a struggle he has no control over."

I'm lucky.