#rose walsh

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1910s lookbook for Rose! Now in her seventies, Rose cares little about what is fashionable and new, catering toward comfort and simplicity (which ironically is fashionable).

Genetics: Skin, Skin Details, Other Skin Details, Overlay (TSR), Nosemask (N2), Eyes (Euphoria), Eyebrows (TSR),  Eyelashes, Lips (TSR), Blush (TSR), Body Hair, Lighting

Daily: Hair, Dress, Stockings (Basegame), Shoes (Vampires)

Daily 2: Hair, Dress, Stockings (Basegame), Boots (Vampires)

Travel: Hair, Hat, Dress, Gloves (Get to Work), Socks, Boots (Basegame)

Athletic: Hair, Blouse, Skirt, Stockings, Boots (Basegame)

Sleep: Hair (Camping), Nightgown (TSR)

Formal: Hair (Get to Work), Earrings, Necklace, Dress (Simsfinds), Gloves (Basegame), Stockings (Basegame), Shoes (Basegame)

Party: Hair, Earrings (Loegres), Dress (Simsfinds), Stockings (Realm of Magic), Boots

Swim: Hair, Swim Costume

Hot Weather: Hair, Hat, Dress, Stockings, Boots

Cold Weather: Hair, Hat, Scarf, Coat, Gloves (Get to Work), Stockings, Boots (Vampires)

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First lookbook for the matriarch of the Walsh family, Rose! As an aging upper-middle-class Victorian woman through and through, she is still inclined to the fashions and modesty of the late 1800s but has somewhat embraced Edwardian-era fashion. She has held true to her promise of wearing black for the rest of her life, though she still sleeps in white—black flannel is quite hot during the summer. She wouldn't be caught dead swimming in public, preferring to watch her family than join in.

Genetics: Skin, Skin Details, Other Skin Details, Nosemask (N2), Overlay (TSR), Eyes (Euphoria), Eyelashes, Eyebrows (TSR), Blush (TSR), Lips (TSR)

Daily: Hair, Dress, Stockings, Boots (Vampires)

Formal: Hair (Ethel), Earrings, Necklace (Basegame), Dress (Vampires), Gloves (Basegame), Stockings, Shoes (Basegame)

Athletic/Travel Hair (Basegame), Hat (Seasons), Dress, Stockings, Boots (Basegame)

Sleep: Hair (Horse Ranch), Nightgown (TSR)

Party: Hair, Dress (Get Together), Stockings (Get to Work), Boots (Victorian)

Daily 2: Hair, Dress, Stockings, Boots

Hot Weather: Hair, Earrings (Basegame), Dress (TSR), Stockings, Boots

Cold Weather: Hair, Scarf, Dress (TSR), Gloves (Get to Work), Stockings, Boots (Vampires)

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Summer 1913, Newcrest, England

Summer came again to Newcrest, and all the Walsh children came home for the summer. As Rose grew weaker, the less alone time she had to herself. She loved that her grandchildren were spending every waking moment with her, Edeline even temporarily dropping out of school to be with her. On the other hand, she wouldn’t have minded a moment’s peace, alone. But she supposed it was what happened when you were dying. 

Edeline surprised the rest of her family by introducing Montgomery, who came down from London with her. Peter and Rebecca were shocked, having no idea their eldest daughter was seeing someone to begin with (she wouldn’t dare admit that they lived together) Rebecca warmed up to him very quickly, finding the fact he was a doctor agreeable as an income (they didn’t need to know he was a communist.) Peter was less than sure. His daughter had been seeing him for over a year and hadn’t told anybody? It seemed very strange. 

Though as the days passed, Peter’s opinion of Montgomery improved, finding him to be well-educated and kind, even if some of his remarks made the Tory Peter uncomfortable.

Giselle enjoyed the summer especially and having turned 13 in May, she felt like nothing could ever go wrong… other than her grandmother dying. She and Francesca spent every day with each other, whether it was going to each other’s house or swimming at the local pond not far from their houses—something she went lengths to keep secret from her mother, who would lose her head if she learned of her youngest daughter's outdoor activities.

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February 15th, 1914, Oxford, England

Shortly after Byron’s 19th birthday, he received a telegram from his parents. At first, he assumed it was late birthday wishes, but as he read the letter, all the color fell from his face, and his throat closed.

His grandmother was on her deathbed.

Everyone was standing outside of her bedroom when Byron finally arrived home in various states of grief. He looked at his family, unsure what to do or say.

Edeline, who seemed the most composed, looked at her brother. “Go in there. She doesn’t have long.”

He only nodded and opened the door to his grandmother’s bedroom.

Rose was lying on the bed, eyes closed. She looked so much weaker than the last time he’d seen her, which had been Christmas. Carefully, he shut the door behind him and knelt next to the bed.

“Hello, Granny.”

Rose opened her eyes to her youngest grandson. “You’re late.”

He chuckled. “I know. I’m sorry.”

“And here I am, dying. To think my husband died in the room next to this, my younger son died in the bedroom across… which became you and Alexander’s room.”

“I suppose such things are life.”

She frowned as he placed his hand over hers. “I would have liked to have seen you, Alexander, and Edeline graduate university.”

“I wish so too.”

“Granny?” Byron whispered, tears pooling in his eyes.

“What is it, my dear?”

“I have a confession to make.”

Rose let out a deep sigh. “I suppose I should hear it. I am on my deathbed.”

He swallowed. “...Well, you know how Mama and Papa named me after Lord Byron?”

“Yes. I objected to it when they first told me.”

He couldn’t help but chuckle in the face of tears. “...I am a bit like him after all.”

“You’re a poet?”

“No. No…. I mean in terms of…”

“Sex?”

He blushed, his face growing hot. “...Yes,” he whispered, looking down. 

Rose almost looked amused. “I told your parents it would be a curse to name you after him, though I suspected something after the way you went on about that friend of yours at Willow Creek.”

He felt shameful.

“Byron.”

He looked into her eyes.

“Be careful, darling. You’ll break your parents’ hearts if you get into trouble or if they find out. All the great writers, poets, and artists tended to be peculiar. I know you’ll amount to great things, Byron.”

“You’re not disgusted?”

“I’m dying, dear. What’s the point?”

Tears spilled onto his cheeks. “I am going to miss you so much, Granny.”

“I will too,” she whispered, laying her head back and closing her eyes. 

He watched her take two more breaths before she stopped, her body sinking into the bed and her hand going limp in his. Byron stood up slowly, wiping the tears from his face to tell his family that their grandmother was dead.

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Mrs. Rose Walsh (Then Miss Rose Barkley) on her wedding day, 1865

Rose Mary Walsh (Nee. Barkley) was born in 1844 in the same town she grew up, got married, and died in, Newcrest. While married to Edwin until his death in 1887, Rose was a devoted wife and mother who raised her two sons Peter and David herself, learning braille alongside her younger son after it was discovered he was born blind.

After the deaths of her husband and younger son, Rose struggled to find purpose in her life, but her friendship with her daughter-in-law Rebecca quickly remedied, after the births of her two eldest grandchildren, she discovered her new passion as a grandmother, devoted to helping care for her four grandchildren from diapers to sending the eldest three off to university.

While her cancer diagnosis was a shock to the Walshes, she lived the rest of her life quite comfortably and was surrounded by the people she loved most when she took her last breath, being able to say goodbye to everyone.

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rose in photographs over the years we've known her </3

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The fever broke after five long days. It was a miracle. Their baby girl had lived. But not without its effects. Dr. Ingalls informed the family that Giselle’s heart was very weak and would likely cause problems for the rest of her life. Even if she ever managed to recover to her former health, sports, running, and playing outside was out of the question. It broke everyone’s hearts knowing that Giselle would not have the same childhood they did. 

Rose made it her focus to comfort her elder grandchildren, left shaken by the month’s ordeal. She knew all too well the grief. Alexander and Byron were quiet, but not Edeline. 

Watching the doctor do everything he could to save Giselle and watching Giselle recover very slowly made Edelien realize what she wanted to do with her life. She wanted to help people. Save lives. She wanted to be a doctor. 

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June 1910, Willow Creek College, England

The Walsh family at Alexander and Byron Walsh's graduation from Willow Creek College, June 1910

The entire family traveled to their graduation and to their pride, watched as Byron graduated as valedictorian. Alexander didn't mind about his brother being "better" than him, in fact, he was quite proud.

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May 7th, 1900, Newcrest, England

Rebecca after a long and intensive labor gave birth to a daughter that Monday afternoon. They named her Giselle Eleanor, a beautiful and healthy baby girl and the fourth edition of the family. It was the first time Peter had been present for the births of his children. He found it terrifying and awe-inspiring.  

Meanwhile at school, Edeline and Alexander played with their friend Susan, whose family had moved to Newcrest that fall. They both had other friends, but both preferred the gentle Susan, who always had something kind to say.

“So your mama is having a baby right now?” The strawberry blonde asked.

Edeline nodded. “She was when we left. I hope it’s a girl. I want a sister. I already have two brothers.”

“Well, I hope it’s a brother just to spite you,” Alexander replied, smirking.

His sister rolled her eyes. 

“Granny! Has Mama had the baby yet?” Edeline demanded the moment she stepped inside the house.

“Is a boy or a girl?” Alexander chimed in.

“You two and Byron have a baby sister.”

“Yes!”

Alexander frowned. “Aw.”

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