I am absolutely fascinated with old Victorian postmortem photography. Back then having your photo taken was expensive, so a lot of the time a family couldn’t afford to have more than one photo taken. They waited as long as they could and it usually was around the time a family member passed. That way they still got a photo with them but… Well… They are dead.
A lot of the time it is the children who are dead in the photos (or at least one of them) because babies often died right after child birth and children didn’t have the medical technology to protect them from common ailments. Just a simple cold could result in death. They even had a profession set aside solely for the purpose of holding up dead infants for photos. Fascinating, eery, and strangely beautiful.