Six years, three months, two weeks and six days later... in Alone in a Crowded life

  • June 9, 2015, 2:17 a.m.
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Today I feel as if I finally got divorced.

Today after three years, two appeals and countless agonizing hours, the Internal Revenue Service granted me my abatement and began the process of tax fraud charges levied against my ex husband.

Today I was given a second chance. I was facing over $125,000 in penalties and the reality of never seeing a return. Of my assists being captured. Of my home, my home I’ve fought so hard to buy, liened. Worse, that this debt would transfer to my children in the event of my death.

Today, I plead my case and someone heard me. Someone said yes, we believe you and that your ex did this to you against your will, without your knowledge and with malice and forethought.

Today I’m finally free of this last bondage that has been held over my head. Of the giant looming dark cloud that I waited for it to burst open, destroying everything I worked for the past three years. Taking away my ability to give my children a good life.

Today, I saw a miracle. She wasn’t inclined to grant this, but she said something in the way I spoke of my concern about it protecting my children from their father victimizing them this same way, it moved her. It convinced her. This woman has changed my life, and I thanked her and told her this.

I saw faith in action today. I saw good prevail. The truth prevail. I feel born again.

The extra bonus? The release of my last three years of returns, with interest within six months. More than I hoped. I had just asked for the relief, not the back monies.

I haven’t stopped crying. I’m still shocked. Affirmation. Validation. Relief. Justice. And almost as much as I make in a year returned to me.


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