04/16/2026
And that's a wrap for another amazing tax season! It was my 8th year as a tax business owner, 24th tax season as a preparer, and 30th year working in the business as a bookkeeper and miscellaneous runner. I'm very blessed with staff, clients, and support. Loyalty is dying these days, yet I'm blessed to have some of the most loyal people surrounding me who ride with me and trust me and my leadership through every season, life obstacle, change, or challenge every single year.
I do not say this arrogantly at all when I say this, but I have won Woman of the Year, my team has won Best of the Best in the business in the region many years in a row, and we have won the Best of SW Ga awards multiple times. I am truly honored and grateful for every single one. Those were my goals for years, and we accomplished them. Now, I can work from my 50 acres, 80-90 hour weeks during tax season, while still walking outside of my office and watching my homeschool children ride their 4-wheelers or sit at my desk while doing school work. I can sit in my chair in the sun to recharge for 20 minutes to go back in and work longer and harder. I can walk out and pet my horses, hug my husband, love on my dogs, and give clients more than I ever could at a brick and mortar building in Albany where I was always running on empty and never able to be undisturbed. Not all clients went along with that change, and that's okay. The loyal ones did, and they get the very best of me. I wouldn't change this moment in my business or my life for all of the awards added up or a client list of 5000. I am here, and I am at peace. I can give from an overflowing part of me that isn't barely surviving the balance or exhaustion.
Thank you.
Big shout out to my mama and Dwayne, who are willing for my drop box to be in their front yard and meet clients there who do not feel comfortable leaving items in a lock box. To my husband for meeting clients all over everywhere, mailbox checks for client files, and all of the post office runs he made for us... To my children who got very few home-cooked meals and were very bitter about it, and all of the goodnight snuggles I missed. For all of the tears that welled up in their eyes when they couldn’t be with me, for all of the stress and pressure they felt coming off of me to be everything I needed to be for everyone I needed to be it for, and how they tried to soldier their way through another tax season the best that they could.
And here's to being 42 years old with no birthdays, because it's always on the last day of tax season.
Tomorrow I will celebrate with Gabryel!
With all of my heart and thanks,
Amber
