Light in the dark

My eldest has been well this week and has had to visit the doctor. He’s now on a course of antibiotics but isn’t feeling that great. I sat and chatted to him earlier and my eye was drawn to his lava lamp. I realised I have felt like the hot wax in the lamp for a while now, formless and drifting. This topped off a day spent with colleagues which I found left me feeling empty. I think I have some difficult choices ahead.