you guys, thanks so much for the well wishes. i’ve been chatting with my mom throughout the day and she is hanging in there. more doctor visits, more tests, lots of waiting and resting, and observing. nobody is sure what’s going on, and the truth is is that we may never know. at this point, it’s not getting worse, and this breathes a little sign of relief. even so, i am this close to hopping on a plane. as anybody who has ever had a medical scare knows, the hardest part is the not knowing and the waiting. and for me, i’ve had the unfortunate luck of being very far away from my loved ones when the bad news arrives. john had a very scary diagnosis many years ago and when i received this bad news via a phone call from the doctor’s office, john was many hours away on a backcountry trip, miles and miles deep into the snowy wilderness of the wallawa mountains. of course, he was without any access to the world and i was without any access to him. it was the worst day of my adult life as i received the news alone and immediately began to awfulize about the outcomes. of course, all is perfectly well now (thank you, skilled doctors), but the experience of being far away from loved ones in times of crisis has come up again for me this week.
i’m very, very hopeful all will be well. for those of you who know my mom (many of you met her at artfest this year where we celebrated her 60th birthday), then you know she’s one sassy redhead and i have a feeling she’ll be back to her energetic self soon. i’ll keep you posted. and please keep the love/prayers/thoughts/light coming – i totally believe in this stuff.
today, i completely distracted myself with a trip to the post office (all international orders have been shipped!), and to the grocery store, and a 2 hour long phone conversation with my bff. but before all of that i spent a few hours in my brand new studio space that i’m sharing with one fine lady. how lucky am i? i’m planning on keeping the distractions coming all week long…
Hi, I'm Kelly Rae Roberts!
Before I picked up my first paintbrush at the age of 30, I was a medical social worker. I followed my whispers and started playing with paint and everything changed.
Now I’m a full-time artist, author and Possibilitarian, who helps women explore and nourish their creative souls.
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