Seraphina&Alexander Hawthorne
- the United States/Charleston
- Writer
- Anniversary-20th Anniversary
It feels like just yesterday that I walked down the aisle in that enchanting garden, my heart fluttering like a thousand butterflies.
It feels like just yesterday that I walked down the aisle in that enchanting garden, my heart fluttering like a thousand butterflies. Seraphina Hawthorne, that's me, and my husband, Alexander, embarked on a journey two decades ago that has been nothing short of a fairytale. We met in our twenties, two dreamers lost in the hustle of New York City. Alexander, with his sketches that breathed life into buildings, and me, with words that painted pictures in the minds of readers. Our worlds collided in a serendipitous moment, and from that day forward, we became each other's muses, guiding lights in a world full of uncertainties. Our 20th wedding anniversary wasn't just a celebration of time passed; it was a reflection of the trials we've weathered and the triumphs we've shared. As I sat across from Alexander at our favorite bistro, the flickering candlelight casting a soft glow on his face, I couldn't help but marvel at the lines etched by laughter and love. He placed a small box in front of me, a glint of mischief in his eyes. Inside lay a delicate necklace, adorned with sapphires that sparkled like the night sky. Tears welled up in my eyes as I clasped it around my neck, feeling the weight of his love and devotion in each shimmering gem. As I looked into his eyes, I saw the reflection of a life well-lived, of dreams fulfilled and promises kept. Our journey has been a tapestry woven with threads of joy and sorrow, of laughter and tears, but through it all, our love has remained steadfast and true. So here's to us, to Seraphina and Alexander Hawthorne, to twenty years of love that has only grown deeper with time. May our story continue to unfold like the pages of a cherished novel, filled with plot twists and happy endings, and may our love shine as brightly as the diamonds that adorn my finger, a testament to the eternity of our bond.
