I'm moving soon and I've spent the last three weeks packing box after box. Today, buried in a cabinet, I found these Christmas cards sent to me by /u/iamkristen15 for the 2013 exchange, my very first exchange. The day these cards arrived, I was flabbergasted by my Santa's creativity. She not only sent me a handmade card that was perfect for me but she also made and sent one to each of my children, tailored to them. She sent a Creeper card for my then-11 year old Minecraft junkie, a LaLaLoopsy card for my LLL obsessed then-3 year old and a beer card for my then-21 year old. I was so touched by her thoughtfulness! And then, tragedy struck. A close family member committed suicide the day after I received the cards in the mail. Posting the cards, the original photos I took (now gone forever) and my thanks was the last thing on my mind as I tried to process the shock of the loss in my family. These cards fell to the wayside, eventually becoming put away and "lost". It took lots of time to somewhat heal - it's now 3 and a half years later and just recalling the events for this post is painful but when I found these cards again, I had to finally share them. My Santa deserves that. Santa, my sincerest apologies for the delay. I can only imagine how hurt you might've been after all the hard work you put into these cards only to never hear back about them. For that, I'll always feel remorse. I can only hope your card Santa was just as fabulous as you are and treated you well. You were an AMAZING first Santa and now that I've found these cards again, I've put them in a safer place so they don't get lost in the move. I'll keep them, always.