Amelia Rosemary Norback was the younger of the two Norback daughters, a middle-class family from Windenburg who owned a small line of cargo ships. Amelia had always been a girl deeply devoted to her family, with a kind and patient nature, and a touch of shyness that grew even stronger when the family matriarch fell ill.
Amelia had left the girls' school to care for her sick mother, losing almost all of her friendships because of it. Her mother had contracted tuberculosis; she was constantly tired, in pain, and completely dependent on her daughter. In the final months of her illness, the woman had become a mere shadow of herself, and as painful as it was to admit, Amelia felt a certain sense of relief when she went to bring her mother's medicine one morning and found her resting forever.
The burial was a private and simple ceremony, just as the girls' mother would have liked. Amélia's father did not attend the cemetery, shaken by his own grief. He and Ma were a rare example of a marriage built on love; they had known each other since childhood and built a happy life together. The man depended on his wife for everything, and seeing her slowly wither before his eyes struck him with such overwhelming grief that he was unable to recover.
With her father absent, Amelia felt lost and without direction, and she was deeply grateful when her brother-in-law, Robert, and her older sister, Penelope, agreed to take her into their home, now that she had nowhere else to go. Robert was a distant cousin (fourth degree), on the more successful branch of the Norback family, and he had gotten in touch with them for the first time just last summer. He and Penelope had taken an interest in each other almost instantly, marrying before autumn arrived. Now they were expecting their first child, a small joy amid the melancholy that had settled over the Norbacks.
AUTHOR’S NOTES: Hey guys, I had a little problem with my main blog which, for some reason, isn’t letting me make original posts with more than two images. I imagine it’s an easy bug to fix, but I was already thinking about creating a separate blog for the Evans and any future Sims storytelling I decide to post, so... Good news, I guess 😅
I think my visibility was being cut on the other blog too, maybe because of the sudden large number of reblogs. All I know is that my posts weren’t showing up when people searched for the tags I was using. At least it’s a good opportunity to show the replacements I made for some of my first amateur screenshots. I’m trying to stay optimistic 🥹
