So like many giftee stories, mine starts with me being in the dumps.

The recent weather had left me I stranded at the airport in Philadelphia, for two days I showed up at the airport at 4:30am, go on standby, and wait... except all the flights were cancelled. Last night was the last straw, I just wanted to be home with my five year old son.

After again explaining to Sylas (5) that mommy wouldn't be home again, I went to bed to mope. Just then, my dad sent me a text informing me a package from amazon had been delivered. I called him quickly to tell him not to open it until I got home.

I made a flight this morning, only to have my luggage go to Narnia. The couple of little gifts I had got my son were now gone.

But not all was lost! u/arelien had sent an awesome package for Sylas, filled with his favourite things.