November 21, 2018 KimHarms

It’s my 20th anniversary. It doesn’t feel like we’re old enough for 20 years of marriage, but the calendar says it’s true, so we’ll go with it. Living with Corey for the last 2 decades has been a wild and crazy adventure. I love him lots. To paraphrase Jerry Maguire “he completes me.”  (Just Kidding. He’s awesome, but he’s not Jesus.) Because I’m a word person and things like anniversaries get me in the mood for reminiscing, I’m gonna share a few things I would’ve missed out on in the last 20 years if I hadn’t become Mrs. Harms. Carter…

March 30, 2018 KimHarms

Last summer my family went backpacking in Colorado. It was just an overnight trip, and within 24 hours we had returned to civilization and were eating the biggest hamburgers we’d ever seen in our lives. It was just a sweet little trip, but because it was the final check on my post-cancer to-do list, it was a pretty big deal. My friend Tori backpacks with her family. Like seriously backpacks. She goes on monster trips – 7+ days with no potty and no shower kind of trips. My max so far is two nights, and I don’t know if I’ll…

February 25, 2017 KimHarms 7Comment

Given a choice between the hard things and the easy things, I’d pick easy. But sometimes God doesn’t let me choose. One year ago today Corey and I faced a really hard thing. A 5-hour surgery to remove my cancer and my breasts. I remember it with an ache in my heart. But right beside that ache there is joy. JOY. Because God is good and the giver of the good things. Even in the wake of bilateral mastectomies and reconstruction. The good thing of experiencing  peace that passes all understanding deep down into my bones as I was poked, prodded,…

November 3, 2016 KimHarms 3Comment

Just before my exchange surgery in July, I posted 6 things I planned to do with my post cancer-invasion self. So here I am to brag that I’ve accomplished all but one 🙂 (Backpacking requires some wilderness and a trail, both of which Central Iowa is a little short on, so that one’s gonna have to wait.) SLEEP I am a lover of sleep. I’m neither a night owl, nor an early bird. I’ve always been the girl who could happily go to bed at 10 and sleep until 9 given the opportunity. But things changed in January when that darn tumor freaked…