Raising my twelve-year-old son Leo has been difficult since his father passed away three years ago. He became withdrawn, keeping his emotions to himself, and I worried that the bright, open child I once knew was slowly disappearing. Everything shifted when he came home one day deeply upset about his best friend Sam. Sam had used a wheelchair his entire life and had just been excluded from a demanding six-mile school hiking trip. The school decided the terrain was too dangerous for him, leaving him behind at base camp. Leo couldn’t accept that decision. When the buses returned that Saturday,...
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