I Wish I Lived in a Snow globe

Snow globes often symbolize childhood, innocence, or so-called happy days and to this day they are still magical to me. 

I can remember as a child imagining living inside this transparent sphere, usually made of glass and inside was a magical miniaturized scene with beautiful landscape.  Watching the sparkling of the white particles, as they settled slowly to the bottom, had that particular, mesmerizing effect on me to this day especially ones with a built-in music box.

Each holiday season, I unwrap each of my snow globes as if I was handling a very precious possession.  My mother purchased our first snow globe for my older son, Cameron over 16 years ago.  Over the years we have added to our collection and have them displayed throughout our home.

One of my fondest memories was 6 years ago today when Cameron’s brother Cody took his therapist’s hand during an in-home ABA therapy session, walked him to the living room coffee table and placed his hand on top of the globe.  He was nonverbal at the time and it was his way of telling him he wanted him to play the music and watch together as the snow fell to the song, Silver Bells.

Later that same evening Cody smiled and took my hand and guided me to the coffee table for me to watch the falling snow played to music. We listening to it over and over.   These are the things that make the holiday magical.  Be present and you will catch moments like these.  Cody does not always know how to share into childhood traditions since they may look a bit different to him.     

British Novelist, Roald Dahl once said, Believe in the Magic.  And above all, watch with glittering eyes the whole world around you, because the greatest secrets are always hidden in the most unlikely places. Those who don’t believe in magic, will never find it.

This year let the kids take your hands and show you what this season is all about. Let them lead you to something magical like Cody did for us years ago.  Better yet, let them remind you what you once knew, perhaps decades ago, but with unwavering certainty. Embrace this gift while you can.   

Published by mamalamaneustupa

Bio My name is Shelley Neustupa. I am a mother of two cool boys and a wife of 22 years to my high school sweetheart. My oldest son attends the University of Oklahoma. Boomer! My youngest is in 2nd grade and was diagnosed with Autism and Mixed Receptive Expressive Disorder at age 2. Since his diagnosis, I promised him I would advocate and educate as hard as he works each day in therapy. I began writing and have been able to touch many parents that may be new to this journey providing them with actual experiences (not candy coated), support and resources through my entries. Writing is my therapy and my hope one day that my nonverbal son will be able to take these diaries and speak about his own journey and how autism relates to his own experiences. Who knows he and his older brother may become National Speaker’s one day? Come along on our journey to better understand our lives through the eyes of a boy with autism, his Skilled Companion dog Jude, his big brother (and best friend) and mom and dad. My raw vulnerability captures the everyday moments of our journey and will bring even more awareness. A week does not go by where we do not learn something new about ourselves and I want to share these chapters with you. My Sons Undeniable Strengths… Extremely smart and figures out things quickly. Has a memory that allows him to remember more things than I could ever hope for. Persuasive by his personality and sheepish looks. Overabundance of stamina and strength. Loves the outdoors. Enjoys life and always has fun with an unforgettable smile. You can find us here: Writer: Autism Through His Eyes Facebook Instagram YouTube Pinterest Canine Companions for Independence News Interview Cody and Skilled Companion Jude - Our Story

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