When we walked into that city council chamber, I never expected anything to change. I wasn’t there to speak; I was simply showing up to support funding for the service animal program. What I didn’t expect was that a quiet moment, one that seemed insignificant at first, would turn into something life-changing for my son and me. Nolan, my son, has always been quiet, speaking slowly and only to a trusted few—his father, me, and his service dog, Hunter.
