Grateful Gratitude Series

Musings Gratitude Day 45

“…but in this world nothing can be said to be certain, except death and taxes.”

― Benjamin Franklin, The Private Correspondence of Benjamin Franklin, LL.D …: Comprising a Series of Letters on Miscellaneous, Literary, and Political Subjects …

Today I am grateful… that taxes are done and I didn’t have to pay in to State and Federal.

I procrastinated because I was afraid of just that… paying more taxes.

The only time I actually cried was at the end of the process when I had to check the box “Lawrence Preisler does not have a current Driver’s License or State ID.” Unless one can drive a car on the other side, but guessing he doesn’t need one now…

That driver’s license meant the world to him. Freedom to travel. To go. When he started losing his eyesight we went to get it renewed. He faked the eyesight test. Totally faked his way through it. He knew he wouldn’t be driving, I knew he wouldn’t be driving, but he had to have that license. It meant that he could drive if he wanted to. If he needed to. It meant freedom.

Now he is truly free.

For that I am grateful, and sad at the same time.

But no longer in pain.

“Turn your wounds into wisdom.”

― Oprah Winfrey

A friend of mine, Lara, in Tom Zuba’s workshop that I am attending, made an astute observation over the weekend. She was reflecting on peace vs. pain vs. sadness. Something I had never thought of.

I love it when new ideas click! Like a ton of bricks.

Pain or Peace? The choice is mine…

Every day…

Sadness vs. Pain

Why do we treat them the same, when they are not, really?

I am grateful for new knowledge that helps my healing process!

XO Lisa

3 comments on “Musings Gratitude Day 45

  1. Like!! Thank you for publishing this awesome article.

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  2. I found myself procrastinating on pulling together my income tax returns as well. My wife and I have been transitioning deeper into retirement life with its inevitable income changes, but we are grateful for owing a miniscule amount to Uncle Sam.

    My stepfather finally sold his Ford Ranger pick-up. His deteriorating vision no longer made driving safe. It’s been a slow adjustment to no longer seeing his truck parked outside, even if he could no longer drive it.

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    • Usually, I file my state and federal taxes a couple of months before the deadline to offset what I inevitably owe to city taxes. I think it’s time to move to the country…

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