September 3, 2019 KimHarms

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=cGwBXuvecg0 It will be you and me up in the trees and the forest will give us the answers. Trees, Marty Casey I don’t really believe the forest will give me the answers, but I have to say, it’s pretty common for this song to pop in my head as I sit out on my deck overlooking my own forest. (It’s not really a forest, just like an acre and a half of trees, but sometimes I pretend.) I love being up in the trees with Corey. I love dreaming dreams with him. I love the spot on this earth…

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…

March 14, 2019 KimHarms

I’m super excited about this new logo designed by Haley Knudsen. I love words, but I’m not great with design. I’m thankful people like Haley are. I will be working this logo into all of my social media an maybe it will show up on a book someday 🙂

March 5, 2019 KimHarms

Sometimes I get a little bummed that I haven’t been offered a book contract yet. Editors at a couple of my dream publishing houses have taken interest in my proposal, but they’ve not been able to convince their teams to take on the project. My agent, Karen Neumair, is awesome and I’m still over the moon that she is working with me to make Life Reconstructed (tentative title) become a reality.  But rejections can be deflating, and the waiting is hard. On particularly frustrating days, I wonder what in the world I’m even doing. But a few weeks ago I…