A tear filled my eye, honey, as I looked at that photo.

Yes, we were no longer teenagers, but could you believe the love in that photo? Authentic, radiant, and youthful in core. I even plucked up the bravery to ask the little darling to send it over because, you know, it was sort of a memento.

When I got home, the sun was still shining and felt like a warm, pleasant memory on my skin. I couldn’t help but post that photo on Facebook.

The comments area quickly filled up, surpassing the speed of a Thanksgiving pie dish.

“Couple goals!” and “You two look adorable, Patsy!” and other endearing remarks.

Then, whoosh! My good mood was abruptly dampened when I saw my daughter-in-law Janice’s comment: