There were recent FB posts of DH's first serious girlfriend in Milan on an outing with mutual friends. Hard to look at her without feeling a pang of jealousy. After all, she's still lookin' good.Can't forget a certain female relative when then-boyfriend/DH first introduced me. We were dating seriously and BF had dumped this pretty girlfriend whom said relative had actually met in the old country.
This lady obviously wears her heart on her sleeve as she was aghast at his choice of yours truly. Her disapproval was palpable. I assumed I was not pretty enough ... not good enough ... not smart enough -- all of the above, none of the above -- fill in the blank. I faked a smile and bore her dislike of me like a trouper (I sincerely hope I came across as such). Mercifully, she stopped speaking and just stared. I could hardly wait to get away from her.
Well, fast forward to now and she remains a relative and our lives are intertwined whether I like it or not. Distance and the rare times we are actually face to face has enabled me to dislike her less. But she and family members are on FB. There's no avoiding her completely.
I've shown GF's picture to our kids and say she could have been their mother. They insist that their Dad chose well and that I'm the better looking one. Good answer, kiddos, LoL!
Keep an eye on the girl with the glasses & pink shirt.
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