I've had a rough weekend. I've been dealing with a lot of negativity and energy. It's been emotionally exhausting. I hadn't received any sort of message or indication from my Santa that they'd be shipping, other than a notification that they'd retrieved my information. I was a little disappointed since I had been neglected by the majority of my Santas, but I didn't take it personally and enjoyed shopping for my own giftees (as stated in a recent Reddit post).

Well, this morning I was just sulking and trying to relax when my doorbell rang. UPS had dropped off a package. I figured someone had ordered something from Amazon and brought it in. Imagine my surprise when it was addressed to me! I wasn't expecting a package so I was a bit baffled about what it could be... until I saw "Gift Inside!".

My Santa sent a lovely note explaining the delay. You can't even fathom the guilt I feel over losing faith in her and being disappointed.

I loved all the gifts, but the stuffed Pooh was by far the most meaningful for me.

Winnie the Pooh is my all-time favorite childhood character. My first stuffed animal when I was born was a small stuffed Tigger from my dad. He's all ratty now, but I still have him and use him as a comfort blanket. Seeing the stuffed Pooh bear literally made me break down in tears. It was exactly what I needed today.

Thank you so so much, Jennifer. I hope you see this post and understand how truly grateful I am for this. I am so appreciative of your effort and thought put into this. You have given me not only physical gifts that I will treasure, but also a glimpse of positivity in a dark tunnel. Thank you for that.