My Kid With a Disability Deserves to Be in the Same Classroom as Your Kid, Because His Future Depends on It
As I walked through the lobby of my doctor's office in a dreamlike state, my mind was hyperaware of the unfolding events, but everything around me was blurry. "Benfield . . . Benfield . . . Benfield?" I snapped out of it and walked to the front desk where I found a receptionist whose eyes were heavy with pity. It was clear everyone in the small-town office knew, but what did they know?