September 9, 2020 KimHarms 1Comment

I cried on and off for 8+ hours the day our governor announced that spring sports in Iowa were cancelled. By the time I went to bed, my eyes were burning. My nose was raw from blowing and wiping it. And I’m pretty sure there was a little guy with a hammer in my head pounding nails into my skull. I recognized this feeling. The first wave of grief. The last time I felt it was when cancer so unfairly took a piece of me. This time it was because circumstances beyond my control took something of great value from…

January 20, 2020 KimHarms 8Comment

Four years ago today, I got the biopsy results. Four years ago today, I couldn’t catch my breath. Four years ago today, I collapsed into Corey arms. Four years ago today, fear was a physical presence surrounding me and pressing in. Four years ago today, I was handed the monumental burden of figuring out the best way to break my boys’ hearts. Four years ago today, I cried myself to sleep. Four years ago today, my life forever changed. Four years ago today, God allowed me to be reduced to ashes. But here’s the thing. My God makes beauty from…

September 25, 2019 KimHarms

I didn’t know it at the time, but the day I met Jolene Philo in 2011 was the beginning of a long writing journey that ultimately led to a contract with a literary agent and most recently a contract with a publishing house for my first book.  Jolene and I meet at Panera to eat yummy food, drink yummy drinks and talk all things writing. She has been an invaluable mentor in my life, and I am thrilled that she agreed to write a guest post here at Life Reconstructed. My body was physically reconstructed which led to a life…

April 15, 2019 KimHarms

A few days ago, I attended a funeral. The mother-in-law of my best friend. The mom of one of Corey’s closest friends.   It was a heart-wrenching year for Josh and Marti as they watched an aggressive cancer swiftly strip Judy’s life away. But it gave us the opportunity to watch them do hard things with grace and patience and love. And for that Corey and I are both blessed. For reasons I don’t know but am very thankful for, 18 years ago when I was eight months pregnant God said, “Hey Kim, meet Marti. From this day forth, your assignment…

March 30, 2019 KimHarms 2Comment

My grandma died unexpectedly 30 years ago yesterday. As the third oldest grandchild, I’m one of the few of my generation who was blessed to know her well. She used to take me shopping. She let me eat bowls of whipped cream. She gave squishy hugs, her purse smelled like band-aids and her Kringla was amazing. She was proud of me, and I knew it because I could hear it in her voice when she spoke. My grandma lost her husband to cancer when she was very young, and she was left with five kids age six and under to…