Farewell to thee! but not farewell

I know that ghosts have wandered on earth.
Be with me always—take any form—drive me mad!
~ from Wuthering Heights, by Emily Brontë

The care of my mom continues to take up much of my time and energy, so again I’ll share this post marking the anniversary of the death of Emily Bronte, Anne’s most beloved sister.

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Reposting from last year, as with my mother having just come home from the hospital, I haven’t had time to put together a new post marking the death of Emily Jane Brontë.

December 19, 1848 was a tragic day at the Brontë Parsonage, Haworth, West Yorkshire, England, for Anne, Charlotte, and their father, Patrick, only a few months after brother Branwell met his inevitable end during which beloved sister Emily sickened beyond repair. One can only imagine the grief of losing two siblings and children so soon one after the other – not the first time this had happened for the Brontë family and not made easier by being just before Christmas, a time when the family usually found themselves come together from various endeavors that took them away from home.

I wrote about the closeness (“like twins … inseparable companions, and in the very closest sympathy, which never had any interruption” ~ Ellen Nussey) of Anne and…

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