On my recent quick trip home, I was working the local coffee shop and I seemed to recognize this handicapped girl, and then later she came up and said hi. She was a freshman when I was senior in highschool, and I hadn't seen her in over a decade. She wears her hair short now, lives by herself in town a walkable distance from everything, and holds down a job at the library. Good for her! Isn't it nice to see how handicapped people can blossom in the right environments?
She also had a very good sense of humor... When we were talking about how old we were, she was like, "I'm 26 now," and when I said that I was 30, she was like, "I'm not quite there yet, and I'm glad. I need time to prepare myself."
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