Hope everyone had a phenomenal week. This week was my first week as an assistant teacher for my pre-school and I had a ball with my babies! I have good chemistry with my co-workers and to make things all the better, once I complete my six required Early Childhood credits this semester, I will be lead teacher by late spring :) (My state requires a certain amount of ECE credits to be "qualified"....even though I am technically already teaching and lesson planning for my classroom because the previous lead teacher had no clue what she was doing.)
Anyhoo, this week is all about webs! (No, not the spider kind that I call my fiancee out to get at 3am) As much as I love Charlotte and Wilbur, this week's web is all about connections- personal connections. Just like my students, I was once a little crumb snatcher myself with a set of people that were trusted to love and care for me to ensure my development. Whether it be close family and/or friends, there were people in my life that were present before, during, and after my early childhood developmental stages that helped shape and mold me into the bright young woman I am today :)
Without further rambling, here are the two people that have contributed to my development throughout the years and, still, today currently.
1) Of course the number one is my mother. My mother, Crystal Taylor, is a single-mother of four that raised me and my siblings by herself. My mother is a self-made entrepreneur that owns a successful transportation service in Chicago for the past 17 years. For majority of my life, she has supported me and my siblings off her faith, determination, and motivation to succeed alone and created a business (FROM SCRATCH) that can be passed down within our family to end the cycle of generational poverty within our immediate family. My mother is not only the woman that has inspired me to go after my dreams and conquer the world with no apologies, but is my role model and my biggest supporter in everything I do. She is the most self-less, giving, and compassionate person I know- and I am not just saying that because I am her daughter.
My favorite memories as a child with my mother are those late nights during the early stages of her transportation company where we would be in a huge lot with semi-trucks and school buses until almost midnight changing oil, anti-freeze, cleaning windows, buckling seat belts, sweeping floors, and cleaning the seats. I used to HATE staying late but I always got McDonalds as a treat and did my homework to PowerPuff Girls while my mom made phone calls and did office work until it was time to go home. (Fun fact: I know how to change tires on a school bus and jump start an engine ☺☺)
Me and my mother when I was a child
Me, my mom, and my brothers and sister on our mom's birthday this past weekend on 1/22/2017
2) The second person that has influenced me during my childhood is my Uncle, Henry Taylor. Because I was raised without a father, my uncle- my mother's brother- stepped in to fill those shoes and has been more of a father-figure to me than an uncle. My uncle is someone I, also, aspire to be. My mother gave me my wit, determination, and motivation for success; my uncle took that a step further and gave me ways to develop my character by showing me patience, understanding, and grace. My uncle is the president of one of Chicago's top-ranked health clinics with the first urgent care center to open in the Midwest. He provides quality health-care for low-income families in accessible locations. He treats everyone the same, whether he is shaking hands with the mayor of Chicago or a teenage mother, my uncle shows the same amount of respect to anyone and everyone- and has given that trait to me.
My uncle has taught me it is better to be self-less than selfish, be patient and listen rather than rush to be heard, and hold my head up high with grace and civility even if the situation may call for me to do otherwise. (Trust me, I have been in MANY situations where his "grace and civility" lesson was put to the test. I'm a bit sassy and fiery so I tend to get angry faster than others.) He is more of a father to me than anything because he has always been there for me in my times of crisis and need and has taught me life-lessons that only a male's perspective can give a young woman. He helped raise me, even allowed me to live with him for a few years during high-school to be able to go to the school in his district in the suburbs so I could escape the violence in my community. (I was the Fresh-Princess of Bel-Air)
My favorite memory of him is when he took me and my cousin, Jessica (his daughter), to a father-daughter dance when we both were eight. He and my cousin went every year and I always envied her a little because that was something I could not do with my father because he was not present in my life. My uncle bought me flowers and came to my house to invite me to the dance with my cousin one year and I was so excited. My mom took me out to get a new dress and shoes and I went to the salon to get my hair curled. My cousin wore pink and I wore red since it was for Valentines Day and my uncle took us both to the father-daughter dance that evening and then to dinner. It was the first time I saw how a real man was supposed to treat a woman and it helped shape how I navigated my love life.
(Fun Fact: My uncle is the patriarch of our family and is the most respected. My fiancee, Stephan, reminds me and my family so much of my uncle that I am blessed to have found a man to marry that I know will make me feel special everyday like I did that night at the father-daughter dance. My uncle even approves of him...A LOT)
(Fun Fact #2: I named my first-born son after my uncle. Isaac Henry Taylor Dilworth)
Me and my uncle as I went off for prom in 2010
My uncle on the far left, my cousin next to him, my mom, my cousin in the middle in the graduation gown, my aunt, my cousin (Jessica), my cousin (Annika)
Last but not least, the LIGHT OF MY LIFE, my son, Isaac Henry Taylor Dilworth.
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