American Goth Girl in London

I live in a perpetual state of wonder on my quest for whimsy, the oddly beautiful, the beautifully odd, and the perfect cup of coffee. The latter is particularly elusive in a country of tea drinkers.
My paternal grandmother died late last night after a long battle with MS. She’s pictured here with my uncle (in her arms) and my father (standing). Well done for hanging on so long, grandma. Be at peace now. New York, 1959.

My paternal grandmother died late last night after a long battle with MS. She’s pictured here with my uncle (in her arms) and my father (standing). Well done for hanging on so long, grandma. Be at peace now.

New York, 1959.

  1. gothiccharmschool said: Oh love, I’m so sorry.
  2. victoriomantic said: Lovely tribute. I am sorry for your loss.
  3. braddouriflivesinmywall said: I’m so, so sorry. I hope you’re all right.
  4. judimanic said: RIP x
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