How Do You Know If You've Found Your McDreamy?

How Do You Know If You've Found Your McDreamy?

He will pick you, love you, and continually choose you.
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Millions of viewers have been in awe of the relationship that Meredith Grey and Derek Shepherd created throughout the 11 seasons of "Grey's Anatomy" before... well... you know what happened. They somehow took one drunken night at the bar and turned it into the greatest love story of our generation. Through the hardships, countless tears, and Meredith being too afraid to let McDreamy in for several seasons, they managed to create a life together that so many of us dream of having. As you sat and watched their story unfold, sometimes, you couldn't help but wonder if your McDreamy was ever going to make his way to you.

We all go through relationships in our lives— some more valuable than others. There comes a time that you stop communicating, you stop loving, and the fighting consumes your whole relationship. The love you once shared suddenly comes crashing down, and, right before your eyes, it's over. You thought that the time you had together was going to last you a lifetime, but fate just wasn't in your favor. You're then supposed to get back on your feet and find a way to get over the heartache that you're suffering. Time heals you slowly, but surely, and then, it happens. Then, you find him. You find your very own McDreamy. At that very moment, you are not aware that he is going to be such a huge part of your life, but, with time, you will figure it out. So, the real question is, how do you know if you've found your McDreamy?

If you've found him, he's going to have really great hair— I mean, really great. The kind of hair that, when he's 40, will still going to be luscious and full. He's also going to be very intelligent. He's going to strive to be the best he can at what he does and do it with everything he has. He's probably going to have had childhood dreams of wanting to grow up to be a neurosurgeon and won't settle for anything more practical because, hey, he's stubborn as hell. He will have the most beautiful smile you have ever seen and when he looks at you, you may feel the urge to faint. He will love and cherish you, even if you run from his love many times. As you make your way into the future with your McDreamy, he will find the perfect way to propose to you— something extremely personal; he may even do where you both enjoy being the most. He will, from then on out, defend you from those around you, even if you are wrong. He will love you more than his favorite thing, even if that favorite thing of his is ferryboats. Your McDreamy will be the one, and you will know it when you meet him, even if it happens to be from across the bar.

Even though I just described Derek Shepherd in the paragraph above, just know that your McDreamy exists and he is out there. Give him time and think of him often. When he finally makes his way to you, love him unconditionally because all great love stories come to an end one day.

Rest in peace, Dr. Derek Shepherd.

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I'm A Woman And You Can't Convince Me Breastfeeding In Public Is OK In 2019

Sorry, not sorry.

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Lately, I have seen so many people going off on social media about how people shouldn't be upset with mothers breastfeeding in public. You know what? I disagree.

There's a huge difference between being modest while breastfeeding and just being straight up careless, trashy and disrespectful to those around you. Why don't you try popping out a boob without a baby attached to it and see how long it takes for you to get arrested for public indecency? Strange how that works, right?

So many people talking about it bring up the point of how we shouldn't "sexualize" breastfeeding and seeing a woman's breasts while doing so. Actually, all of these people are missing the point. It's not sexual, it's just purely immodest and disrespectful.

If you see a girl in a shirt cut too low, you call her a slut. If you see a celebrity post a nude photo, you call them immodest and a terrible role model. What makes you think that pulling out a breast in the middle of public is different, regardless of what you're doing with it?

If I'm eating in a restaurant, I would be disgusted if the person at the table next to me had their bare feet out while they were eating. It's just not appropriate. Neither is pulling out your breast for the entire general public to see.

Nobody asked you to put a blanket over your kid's head to feed them. Nobody asked you to go feed them in a dirty bathroom. But you don't need to basically be topless to feed your kid. Growing up, I watched my mom feed my younger siblings in public. She never shied away from it, but the way she did it was always tasteful and never drew attention. She would cover herself up while doing it. She would make sure that nothing inappropriate could be seen. She was lowkey about it.

Mindblowing, right? Wait, you can actually breastfeed in public and not have to show everyone what you're doing? What a revolutionary idea!

There is nothing wrong with feeding your baby. It's something you need to do, it's a part of life. But there is definitely something wrong with thinking it's fine to expose yourself to the entire world while doing it. Nobody wants to see it. Nobody cares if you're feeding your kid. Nobody cares if you're trying to make some sort of weird "feminist" statement by showing them your boobs.

Cover up. Be modest. Be mindful. Be respectful. Don't want to see my boobs? Good, I don't want to see yours either. Hard to believe, I know.

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Blood Doesn't Determine Family

Blended families are just as much of a family as a traditional one.

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If you look above, you can see that have a very large family on my mother's side. Between my grandparents, aunts and uncle, cousins and my own immediate family, we're at thirty-three members and counting. All branches of our family tree have busy lives, so we don't get to see each other as much as often as we would hope to. Christmas is the one time a year where we all finally get together for the evening. If you sat in on our holiday party, you may think that we have a couple screws loose, but there is no doubt that you would be able to feel the love radiating from room to room.

If you look at the picture I chose for my header, you can see all of the cousins gathered for our yearly picture. Dysfunctional, of course, but you can tell that love is there. Would it surprise you that out of our entire huge family, less than half of us are blood-related?

I come from a blended family, and I wouldn't have it any other way. Blood does not determine family to us. Love does.

Divorce can be a messy thing, especially when children are involved. Both my aunt and uncle had remarried into relationships that already had children. For the most part, none of us can really ever remember a time when we weren't considered family. We don't ever look at each other as not being related. We never will. Family to us is the love and support that is shared unconditionally between us.

As I said, you would never be able to tell we weren't blood-related unless I told you. Not only do we all look similar to one another (which again is odd, because if the marriages had never taken place, we would just have a ton of doppelgangers running around), but the love and passion that we radiate is unmistakable that we have a bond that will never be broken, let alone determined by biology.

Blended families tend to get a bad rap sometimes from some of the horror stories that can come from second marriages. Not only that, but some people still are stuck in the idea that the only socially acceptable type of family is one where the lineage is clear and concise. Although I can see where these people come from, I don't believe that because there is a lack of shared genetics between all of us, our love is any less strong.

Family is those who will answer a call or text late at night because you need someone to talk to. They're the ones that you end up staying at their house and talking for hours when you meant to make a quick trip in. They are there for you no matter the situation and always believe in you one hundred percent.

Traditional families have a lot of love too, undoubtedly. But please, do not tell me that my family is any less of a family of a family because of its makeup. We have just as much love between us as families with the same bloodline. Blood does not determine the amount of love and affection between all of us. It never will. We will love each other as much as a traditional family. We never look at each other as a mixed family, so please stop treating us as such.

I've said it so many times, but I'll remind you once more. Blood does not determine family, love does-- and I love my family more than life itself.

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