In 2006 I worked for six weeks in a residential home for people with disabilities - some had Down Syndrome.

Even though the work was stressful & I've had many jobs since, I still remember each resident so clearly. I don't know why really... they've always stayed in my mind.

There was one man in his 60s with Down Syndrome and he did the same routine, slowly each day... but so unhurried, and present... it took him an hour to eat his lunch... He kind of haunts me to this day because I'm always a bit frantic, rushing...

But definitely spending time with people with disabilites opens another layer on life (although it can so hard for the parents/family caring for people with profound disabilities).