Freedom.

 

With the series finale of Snowfall airing not even a week ago, I am still in awe over Damson Idris’ performance as Franklin Saint. I binged the show during the pandemic and fell in love with the characters and story! This ending really made me sad though. Not only because the show was ending, but because of how Franklin ended up after everything. As soon as I saw him drinking in the car, I knew we’d be on a journey of watching Franklin self-destruct and I wasn’t trying to see all that! I wanted Franklin to win so badly, but in the ending scene when he told Leon “I’m free. Free from all of it. My way...not yours and not theirs.” I realized in a way maybe he did win. May not have been in the glamorous way I would’ve preferred, but he won. He wasn’t controlled by the need to have money, kill, or any of that anymore.

This, of course, got me thinking about my own life and what freedom looks like to me. Right now, I can say that freedom is being released from those chains of  shame, guilt, and the idea that I can only be successful in one way. 

It may only be the fourth month of the year, but I’m learning that as long as I’m working a job that funds the lifestyle I want for myself and my future family, then I too am winning. I’ve spent so much of my adult years chasing a specific career path and trying to keep up with tot her people my age that I haven’t ever really appreciated the seasons I was in. Always looking to get and be better or successful by whatever age limit I had placed on myself. I don’t want to say I’m settling, but I’m definitely more content being able to know I can support myself and give back to my mom in some way and get out in these traveling streets! 

If you’re reading this, I’d love to know what freedom looks like for you or what’s holding you back from being your truest self?

Well, that’s all for now. Byeee!