As I sat on the couch, staring at my sister who was lying on the bed, I couldn't help but think about how far we'd come over the past 30 days. My sister, who had been refusing to go to school for months, had finally started to open up to me about her struggles.
The 30 days are over. The rest of life is just beginning. 30 Days With My School-Refusing Sister -Final-
In that moment, I realized I had spent 26 days asking the wrong question. Not "How do I get you back to class?" but "What did class do to you?" As I sat on the couch, staring at
