Nearing the End

We're approaching the end of the semester;  I'm at a point in the semester where I need to let go of some of my goals (class coverage, committee work, personal projects) and focus on successfully achieving the goals that are most important to me.  There is a sense of loss, as I am keenly aware of promises that I have made and not kept, especially promises to myself.  There is also a sense of liberation, of shedding those things that hold me back as I sprint toward the finish line.

Helplessness in the Face of a Sick Child

Our son has had another (third) reaction to an antibiotic.  He had a vivid rash covering most of his body.  At this point the doctors can articulate what he has (Type II Hypersensitivity) but that is of little comfort---he will probably have this same reaction for the rest of his life when he takes antibiotics.

And there's not much I can do.  I can try to comfort, but I can't make it better.  There's no way around that.