With week five done, and my final week of Radiology in process I think it is time to talk about someone amazing. My strong, courageous, powerful wife Kim Elizabeth Heidkamp.
To say that I was way out of my league when pursuing her is and understatement. There actually was a joke going on with my friends, we called my pursuit of her "Operation Don't Fuck This Up." See, there was the potential of another guy which I had no control of. However, what I did have control of was me, and as a seriously understudied boyfriend, that was an undertaking. The best advice I got during that time was from my brother Jeff, "call her every other time you want to."
We dated for nine months. I tried breaking up with her twice, but thanks to her wisdom we stuck together. We went to open mics, art museums, IKEA dates where we walked and talked about furniture and cool houses. We would text each other during work, and I would help her at her art studio just to have time with her (and feel like a hipster). Oh, and we made out a bunch!
New Years Even 10 years ago I made the best decision of my life. After being told by my father that I would be an idiot to not marry Kim, and after getting her parents' blessing I proposed to Kim. At a really shitty pizza place that we used to listen to bluegrass at. It was the middle of the day on a Sunday, the b-squad was running the shop and needless to say it was LESS THAN ROMANTIC! I will say, in my defense, it was a regular haunt and I thought that it would have future context in our marriage. I was dead wrong. Anyway, we ended up at Kim's neighbor's New Years Eve party where Kim showed off the rock and I got a bunch of "Atta Boy"s from my friends. It was a fun night. Oh, and we made out a lot!
- A beautiful wedding in the middle of an Apple Orchard.
- Being introduced to the world seeing Cambodia, Mexico, Costa Rica.
- Fun times at bars with friends.
- Pasta lunches after church with new friends.
- Easy years of marriage.
- Hard years of marriage.
- A beautiful boy.
- A strong little girl.
- Sickness & Health
When I found out that I had Cancer there were only three people I thought of: Edmund, Alma, and most of all, my Kim. Ed and Al may have my heart, but Kim has my soul, my being, my everything. I know it's not a competition, but if it were she wins. Fucking Gold, Silver, and Bronze Medals, no one else is on the podium.
I wish I could even convey how amazing she has been. Really amazing! She has been taking care of Ed and Al while taking care of me at the same time. She has kept the house in order, kept my medical info in order, and most impressively kept herself in order. I can fairly honestly say that I would not be handling this as well if it was the other way around. I would be a wreck of a man.
This is the person I am fighting for the most. Kim is the reason I want science and the supernatural to heal me. I don't want to leave this perfect human being alone on this earth. She needs me and I desperately need her.
Kim, I love you so much. And whether it is here on earth or from Heaven, that won't change. Thank you for being the best decision I ever made in my life.
Love you my sweet Cupcake ;)