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So over the last few years I have come to work with people with special needs. Children really-with autism, down syndrome, developmental disabilities; things of this nature. I have found a real love for doing so. Recently, in my job, I have been working with a woman who is 40 and just had a stroke. Although she is able to function normally, for the most part, it is obvious parts of her brain have been affected and at times it is like I'm talking to a child. I find this very sad and very humbling and very hopeful, all at the same time. At first, I was actually kind of wary of talking with her, as I was at first when I first started working with the kids. I think it's just a natural instinct people have of somtimes being fearful or scared of what they don't understand. But today she came in and talked with me for a bit and I helped her out with some things and then she gave me a hug and it just made me feel good; plain and simple. I know not everyone is going to take the extra time needed to help her and I should be that person; everyone should be that person but they're not, so I'm glad I could help in what little way I did.