I have been out of town and missed the delivery of my gift. Per my instructions, no one in my home opened my box. Apparently they didn't do anything else while I was gone either. So when I got home late last night to a trashed apartment and neglected pets after working over 70 hours in five days, I was near tears. I sat down feeling rather unloved and defeated. I looked up and saw a box and padded envelope on the floor and remembered I had a gift coming. When I opened them I found a self steeping mug and a box of organic fair-trade loose teas. These are wonderful, but what got me was the note:

"I hope this brings a little happiness. -Billbot"

I sat there and cried for about ten minutes. I'll admit to being overly emotional in the moment, but in truth, isn't that what this whole secret santa thing is all about? None of us know what is going on with our giftee, and even after stalking we don't know what our gift is being taken into. The gift really doesn't matter nearly as much as the thought behind it. We're all here to send a little happiness to each other- something to break up the mundane (no matter how good or bad) pattern of our lives.

Billbot- I love the tea, I used it in my mug last night and my hands fit beautifully around it. For about fifteen minutes I sat peacefully in my chair just enjoying a cup of tea and thinking about how much a simple note can mean to someone. Thank you so very much for my little piece of happiness.