I don't know how to tell this to make it sound like the exciting adventure it was, but I'll do my best.

On the 10th, I received an email saying my Out of the Darkness fundraising page had received a donation. I think I was on my phone or busy at the time so I made note of the email and carried on. I had guessed that it was my Secret Santa, because I couldn't think of any friends or family who would have suddenly donated then, but I didn't really look into it.

Two days later I got around to going to the site, where I found my Secret Santa's note. What followed was a most attractive display of joyful bawling. For the first time in months I felt hope, and it was amazing.

Today, another two days later I get an email from my university's mailroom saying I have a package. I'm eager, but not expecting much when my Santa already gave a hundred dollars.

I open the box, and inside is a fairly small red pouch. Okay, again, I was expecting something small. Inside the pouch was a Santa Claus tin. Cute, a little holiday tin? Maybe some small ornament inside? No. When I open it I find a $100 Amazon gift card.

And now for the second time in a week I'm happily crying. Thanks to my Santa's generosity, I can afford to get my family real presents instead of just baking them cookies and calling that good enough.

And you never even said your name for me to thank you properly. Thank you. So much. For giving me hope again.