I ran into my youngest uncle yesterday. He stands a striking, but inviting 6’7″ and has always been nothing short of magical to me and my brother. He ordered suits from Japan and lived far away in what was then the mysterious city of New York. He was colossal and accessible in the way only a Fun Uncle can be. His gifts were always educational, and frequently centered around financial literacy–something that left them ignored by some of his nieces and nephews.
I’ll never forget the year he gave out copies of a book on financial education and buried a bit of cash deep in the pages. Not all of us found it.
As long as I can remember, he talked of how any of us could be entrepreneurs…not just owning our own businesses, but creating businesses that changed things–he did this with a simulatenous respect for Black creation and understanding of general business trends. When he asked yesterday, how my freelancing was going and I told him, his response, as always, was that I was doing a great job and that I should just keep going to get away from being owned by a company. Support like that is immeasureably valuable…something that I hear most mainstream entrepreneurs echo on a regular basis.
Since we’re in holiday season, I’ve had chance to catch up on my ever-growing podcast backlog and as usual, I heard much of the importance of support. I was also reminded of just how many (straight, White, male) entrepreneurs thank their wives specifically for the role they’ve played in their journey. It’s something I tweeted on a bit a while back and wanted to post here, primarily because as freelancers, we need to acknowledge exactly how different our support systems look, especially in communities not centered around a nuclear family, especially in situations where marriage translates differently for us, and especially if we want to cultivate that support in healthy and productive ways. (please ignore the typos…they’re driving me nuts, but I trust y’all to forgive me.)