Secret Santa

I have a tip for you.
Pay attention.
Trust me, this is gold.
If you are home alone, waiting for the husband to get home for work, and the doorbell rings, answer it. Really, truly, I kid you not. Blessings await you once you open that door.
On Monday night, I was hanging out in bed, eating crackers and watching episode upon episode of Parenthood on Netflix. I had just finished two exams that morning and afternoon, so I was definitely enjoying the time to relax. I was expecting my dear husband, Christopher to be home from work any moment. It was nearly 10:30 and the doorbell rang. I wasn't sure if it was for us, or our neighbour upstairs, but I decided to check it out anyhow. I opened the door, and there were two people at the door. I recognized the girl (because I'm the person that knows who other people are, but no one knows who I am), but didn't know them personally. They asked if we were the Craigs, and handed me a Christmas present. I awkwardly said thank you and wished them a Merry Christmas, and headed back downstairs to see what was wrapped inside the tiny gift. To my amazement (and still writing this I am not believing it), there were $200 in giftcards (for groceries, dinner and movies). I was so excited when Christopher walked in the door and I got to tell him the good news.
We are so blessed. We wish we knew who was our Secret Santa, but they obviously wanted to be anonymous, and that's okay. It is so humbling to know that somebody loves us and is thinking of us. The blessings just keep coming, and coming.