The Mirror Moment

AAAYYYEEE!!! What up H3:33 Fam Bam!! Back again to drop another note from the journey of ME becoming my best self. How are you? I hope you’re sitting in a space of peace,love, and growth….but if you’re not, that’s okay too. Every emotion has a purpose when we face it with honesty.

Soooooo to what ya’ll have come for…..another story from me about a mistake turned into one of the morals of MY story. Last week I mentioned how I decided upon  this topic two weeks ago in Starbucks but until right now, I was unsure which story I wanted to share for this entry….but finally decided upon one…..👀

The last three posts were regarding occurrences within the last 3-4 years of my life. This week will be different….as we will journey back nearly a decade… Let me tell you about the time when I thought the problem was “out there” but discovered it was in a much more convenient(or maybe INconvenient) location…….

In March of 2016 I walked into the hospital as a 29 yr old fella and walked out a day or two later as a FATHER. Going into this huge change I knew I was in over my head but it really hit me when it was time to leave the hospital with the babies. I was SO surprised that all the hospital cared about was if I had two properly installed car seats. They did not do a wellness check to see if I was mentally stable, they did not care if I was homeless, or if I had any money. This was the first time in my life that my actions would directly shape someone else’s future…. and here I was..….mad at the hospital for not making sure I was ready to be a father hahaha

ACCOUNTABILITY can be a hard pill to swallow……..

From 2016 til today there have been many lessons on this topic and it was hard for me to pick something more specific because I felt like those were situations better suited for a different category. So I landed on the occurrence that triggered real ACCOUNTABILITY in me…..Now…..a decade ago the growth was in SLOOOWWW motion, but forward progress is progress nonetheless. 

Reflecting back on my hospital story….I chuckle to myself because there I was….looking to place blame/fault/responsibility externally. Looking at the “World” to be the biggest source of disappointment, danger, or distractions for my boys…….before checking MYSELF first. Why would the hospital need to make sure I’m fit to be a parent and have the ability to take care of the kids I helped to create? If I knew that I was lacking somewhere….why would I put myself in a position to add more responsibility onto my plate? It’s not impossible that this happens, but that would lead me back to that hard pill to swallow I mentioned earlier…. 

They say…..and I agree….that we reap what we sow….and I have not always planted fruitfully good seeds in my garden. One day(much sooner than later) those seeds will grow into flowers…some will be full of pain and sorrow…..and others will be full of love and happiness……I’m here for it ALL!

That leads me back to how I said I used to think problems were “out there” but turns out they were in a much more convenient or INconvenient place…..and that is WITHIN MYSELF…..

 Accountability is about looking into that mirror….staring back at the person you see….and deciding whether or not….that person is truly who YOU want to be….

There came a time in which I could not stand….the person I would see looking back at me. So I had to CHANGE…..what I could CONTROL….so that I would become a man I APPRECIATE. See how I brought that full circle(if not…check out the first 3 posts)…😉  

The mirror doesn't lie….but it can teach. Every time we face it with HONESTY, we choose growth over guilt. And that’s where real freedom begins. So take another look….

Healing builds strength, rising builds legacy.

Check me out next week for another glimpse into the Journey! If this post sparked questions, comments, or reflections. Feel free to comment below, hit me up on IG, or TikTok. I’m always down for a thought-provoking discussion or feedback for growth. 

Holla at MMmeeeeeee

Hiram

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