Snow globes. Amazing inventions. They help you with hard times. They make you smile during bad times. They heal your heart. I don't know. There's just something about the slight turn of a snow globe, the tundra's of gleaming glitter. Color abundant. Sliver, Purple, Green, Blue's. The color's of healing. The colors of laughter. The colors of hurt. They all combine to make life. The most crystal clear life there is. Just like the glass that surrounds the snow globe. Because life DOES have hurt, and it DOES have moments of healing, and it DOES have laughter. These few ingredients when blended together will make what we all know as life. These things, as hard as they may be to find when you look for them, are there. Waiting for you. Around every corner there is healing, a person in waiting to change your life forever. Laughter hides in the trees during Christmas, masked by the bristles and cheery ornaments. And life, most defiantly, has hurt. No matter how much one person on this globe can endure, there is always some to spare. There is no sympathy. The world doesn't care if your husband just left you, doesn't care if you just lost your job, or you're living on the streets. They don't care; they'll just kill your father. Just as your recovering from every other blow in your shield, life will send a torpedo of hurt your way. No thought. No compassion. Just like snow globes. Nothing will move. Your life will continue to be shit until someone comes along. Until someone comes along and has the strength to pick you up. The strength to pick up the snow globe. Send the glitter flying, changing the Snow globe forever. Just like you. You have to stay strong. Stay strong just enough for somebody to stop, pick up your snow globe and turn it. And in turn, change your life.