In Chinese / Buddhist culture, the 100th day after a person's passing is the point at which their soul is reborn and the family ends its mourning of their loved one's death.
I am not Buddhist but there is some Chinese in me. And while the family isn't still in mourning (typically we just don't wear bright colours for a week or so) somehow it has become ingrained in our society's general consciousness that the 100th day holds some kind of significance. Not in the sense that we'll hold any special gathering or say any special prayer, but I think it's always been just an acknowledgement on the day that Today's the 100th Day. A day to note, but nothing more.
For me, it's recognising that 3 months has passed, and in that time I've had a chance to rediscover what my wants and needs are. I've also reorganised and redecorated the house, getting some new stuff that *I've* been coveting, but also finding ways of incorporating mum's things (both her own belongings and items we used in caring for her over the last few years).
I picked up a lovely wingback chair (pre-owned) at a quarter of the original price, something I'd wanted since before I bought this flat. "When I have my own house, I'll definitely get one!" I used to say. It's only taken me 16 years! The seller threw in the footstool for free when my delivery guys went over to collect it. SCORE! I paid 110 bucks for the set (inclusive of delivery), instead of the $400+ were I to have bought it brand new, AND have to fork out another 35 bucks for delivery on top of that. It's still in very good shape, but had a small water stain on the seat which I've already managed to remove, so it's all good.
The cushion cover is also new. It's a beautiful plush champagne coloured suede fabric that feels absolutely luxurious! The shawl used to be mum's, it was the one we covered her lap with. The old Singer sewing machine in the background was also mum's. I'm glad I took it over when the other siblings passed on it.
My bedroom has also been updated. I got a new mattress to place over the existing sofabed, as its cushions are pretty soft and worn out now. My back is aching all the time (from perimenopause and changing over to a lower dose of hormones which is safer for me in the long run but at the same time causing a lot of the original symptoms to reappear, albeit at not as bad a level as when I didn't have any HRT at all), and I'm pretty sure the bed isn't helping. At least a proper mattress takes away one possible contributing factor.
I've gotten new sheets and cases (in shades of white, off white and light cream) now that I can afford to spoil myself on more 'frivolous' purchases. In the past I was just making do with mismatched bedlinen cos I had more important 'rainy day' eventualities to think about. And I have also gotten myself a new plush and fluffy blanket. The old one was a leftover from when we changed mum's blankie to something a little warmer, and I didn't want it to go to waste. It was admittedly too small for me. So if my toes were warm, my shoulders weren't! LOL. The new one is the proper size for my bed, and covers both me and BIKSS comfortably.
The throws over my living room couch have also been given away as they're properly worn out. I have repurposed my batik cloth and it is now a seat cover. The dining table has a new table cloth and the dining chairs have new cushions. I've pulled out my place mats and for the first time in a long time, last Tuesday, me and CG1 ate at the dining table like civilised people. (In the past there wasn't space on it for eating as it held all of mum's things... medications, creams, rubs, oils, ointments, drops, etc.)
On the topic of the hormonal problems, I've also begun a 16/8 intermittent fasting regime. It's turning out to be less scary than I thought it would be. This is in an effort to reset my hormones, promote autophagy and get my gut back into shape. I've put on 2 kgs (not so much, but this is despite careful dieting so it's pretty sucky!) since getting off the previous pill, and if I'm not careful it's just going to go upwards and be harder and harder to manage in the long run. We'll see what happens in a week. I've only been at it for 3 days.
The vacation was wonderful. It was cold! Which was a welcome change from the heat and humidity in where-I-live. There was a huge aurora flare on the weekend of the 11th and 12th of May but by then we had moved on to our Sydney leg of the trip and THAT was a washout! There was pissing rain and overcast skies most of our time there. We walked in the rain almost everyday. And yet we managed to have a splendid time - more me than BIKSS. He took a while to get used to the hustle and bustle of the city after coming from the laid back ease of Hobart. I'm more of a city girl so it was no biggie for me. Perhaps he was also in a bit of a shock as he wasn't expecting it to be so "city" like.
I'll put up some pics of Tassie here. Sydney fotos will have to wait.
And that was the last day of our Hobart leg of the trip. We flew to Sydney the day after. I'll post pictures later on.
In the meantime, thank you all for the outpouring of love and prayers and condolences. I just want you to know that I'm doing ok, and figuring out a new normal for me and CG1. With the perimenopause taking up so much of my energy and bandwidth, I'm definitely not bored or without something to concentrate/focus on. I'm glad it chose to act up only NOW tho, and not when mum still needed caring for.
BIKSS is planning a few work trips to nearby countries in the second half of the year, and while I was initially reluctant to go with cos it would mean taking time off work and dealing with making up classes for the piano kids, AND having to spend extra money on flights to places I'd already been (plus he'll be at work so it won't be an US holiday, more like a ME-time solo shopping and cafe chill-out experience); in the end I decided that if the tickets turn out to be not too costly and I am able to spare the expense, I should go. Who knows when I'll keel over and drop dead. And I'm not opposed to a solo mall walkabout or cafe hang, it's just not something I'd do at home cos there's always OTHER stuff that needs doing. So why not. Life is short. And if I can afford it, I'm doing it.