One of my really good friends sent me photos from his recent vacation. He went to Hilton Head with a new girlfriend. I have yet to meet his new girlfriend. Some of my friends have met her and when I ask about her, some say they don't like her, others say you have to meet her for yourself. No one has commented on her looks yet (he doesn't know about this blog, or at least he hasn't said he knows, otherwise I would not be writing this post). And no one has used another adjective other than "nice" when describing her. In fact of all his girlfriends, she's the least talked about. Whenever he starts going out with someone, I usually hear "you've got to meet his new girlfriend" or "what till you see his new WOMAN (spelled in capitals because this word is usually emphasized)".
So when I got the photos, I was taken aback...while his girlfriend isn't most unfortunate (a term Reese used in one of her movies to describe her rival in a love triangle), she isn't someone I would have thought my buddy would date. I don't have a man crush, but I do know that my buddy is above average good looking. I've seen girls give him the thrice over. I'm not superficial. I make an effort to never really judge (although I catch myself judging all the time--I seriously need help.) I certainly understand that I can't be superficial. I'm no day at the beach, I'm no day even in a parking lot. I don't recall ever being given the once over.
I hate that my first thought was "What?", when I looked at his vacation pictures. But it was the first thought that popped into my head. What is wrong with me? For all I know, this could be the love of his life, the girl that he'll marry. While some of my other friends say "it won't last", the smile I saw in the pictures was "I'm happy". And he took her on vacation already!!! This is something that he usually reserves for someone he's been dating awhile and he's usually reluctant about that sort of "commitment".
I need to bash my head against a table a few times. I can't believe I had these thoughts. I really despise that the thought came to mind, but it did. If he's happy, that is all that should matter. And if he asks, I'm going to tell him that I'm happy for him.