When I say that I love Christmas, I'm a serious nut case about it. I truly want to be one of 'those' people whose house is lit up brighter than anyone else's, I bake and deliver to neighbors, make stockings for those in need, make little surprise gifts, sing Christmas carols and am actually sad when they quit playing on the radio. I shop year round (financially, it works better for me). I dress in a Santa suit and go to my son's school, orchestrate elaborate surprises for the kids and so much more. Despite my family's rather ho hum approach to the holidays, I persevere.

I'd honestly never heard of the SS exchange. I know, I know, I must have been living under a rock. Being in love with everything Christmas, hell yes I was going to participate! I was SO excited and so was my son.

My original Santa bailed on me, but that didn't matter, I rematched anyway. I was fortunate to get rematched myself as well.

My Rematch Santa messaged me right away and asked some questions to which, I responded and was thanked for the responses. Then the wait then began. I didn't hear anything, they didn't pull my profile again, no response to another message I sent. I was bummed thinking I had been jilted again. Also for my boy because the Santa had asked about him in the questions. The awesome kid that I have, simply comforted me and said, 'It's about giving, not getting and we had fun with our giftees right mom?' Whew, that's confirmation I'm doing something right.

The new exchanges matching day came and my Rematch Santa pulled my info again. Could it be? I didn't hold out too high of hopes to be honest (I'm sorry Rematch Santa).

So, the day a package arrived for another exchange, there was a postal slip left on the door. Odd, I thought, perhaps this was another gift from that exchange. Why the heck wasn't it left in our delivery box? New postal clerk maybe.

The next day, off to the Post Office after dropping the kids at school. He comes out with this big box. Ahh, that's why it wasn't left at the delivery box, it was too, darn big! I still think it's from the other exchange and belt it safely in the car and head home.

I get a trusty kitchen knife and break in to the box to find 3 wrapped gifts. In Christmas paper no less. Hmm, maybe they didn't have other wrapping paper? Wait...MAYBE this is my SS Rematch. No way!! Nothing was marked shipped.

The first gift, the smallest box. An absolutely stunning, silver Celtic Cross necklace. OMG! It's beautiful and SO perfect. I already covet it. My Irish heart starts to swell and my eyes well up.

There were no notes or instructions so I start on the next sized box. I opened the end and knew, right then, that it was from my Rematch Santa. You see, when they asked me those questions, they asked if my son needed anything for school. I knew the box was meant for him because it was a shoe box. So, I stopped unwrapping it to wait for him to get home from school. Those tears that were just welling in my eyes, started to flow down my cheeks.

The other box was unidentifiable so, it got fully unwrapped and when I saw what it was, I knew it was for my son as well. Here were more tears and tissue was definitely in order.

You see, I'm a single, 24/7 mom who is disabled. I can't work and money is tight. I'm honestly grateful for the disability because it's allowed me to stay home and raise my son. Readers are probably asking why I join gift exchanges when I don't have a lot of money? It makes me happy and I'm a pretty frugal shopper.

After school, my son wants to know about the package. I say that it has something for him and he literally SQUEES!

We get home, he rushes in and...well, I'll explain the rest in the pictures. His excitement is evident. He LOVES both gifts.

Nameless Rematch Santa from Alabama, you are AMAZING! You are truly the best, most thoughtful and kind Rematch Santa there ever was. You turned a half bad SS14 into something magical for us. Thank you so very much!

My son immediately expressed the wish to send you a thank you card, but I don't think that the address listed on the box, is a good return address, so I've taken a photo of one he made for you just now. I'm happy to mail it if you message me an address.