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	<title>Comments on: Kismet</title>
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		<title>By: Lumpyheadsmom</title>
		<link>http://sarahandthegoonsquad.com/2006/09/29/kismet/#comment-5587</link>
		<dc:creator>Lumpyheadsmom</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Fri, 29 Sep 2006 19:07:52 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>I'm really hoping for the super-villain grandchild.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>I&#8217;m really hoping for the super-villain grandchild.</p>
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		<title>By: jennster</title>
		<link>http://sarahandthegoonsquad.com/2006/09/29/kismet/#comment-5586</link>
		<dc:creator>jennster</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Fri, 29 Sep 2006 17:38:53 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>i totally feel like there are people you were just SUPPOSED to know, and that's when you get that connection feeling with them.  my theory is based on the fact that we've known them in past lives and recognize them subconsciously in this one... but you might think i'm crazy. lol</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>i totally feel like there are people you were just SUPPOSED to know, and that&#8217;s when you get that connection feeling with them.  my theory is based on the fact that we&#8217;ve known them in past lives and recognize them subconsciously in this one&#8230; but you might think i&#8217;m crazy. lol</p>
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		<title>By: Julie</title>
		<link>http://sarahandthegoonsquad.com/2006/09/29/kismet/#comment-5585</link>
		<dc:creator>Julie</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Fri, 29 Sep 2006 16:39:00 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>There is a wonderful lady and our lives have just never managed to merge, except for brief period in time when we connected and said, "we need to build a friendship!" because it was such a fabulous, positive connection. And ever since I wonder...

Maybe those momentary connections are all it's meant to be...

Sometimes I think that the hope and possibility out there is such a nice thing to have, that maybe reality isn't always all you imagine it will be.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>There is a wonderful lady and our lives have just never managed to merge, except for brief period in time when we connected and said, &#8220;we need to build a friendship!&#8221; because it was such a fabulous, positive connection. And ever since I wonder&#8230;</p>
<p>Maybe those momentary connections are all it&#8217;s meant to be&#8230;</p>
<p>Sometimes I think that the hope and possibility out there is such a nice thing to have, that maybe reality isn&#8217;t always all you imagine it will be.</p>
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		<title>By: QofS</title>
		<link>http://sarahandthegoonsquad.com/2006/09/29/kismet/#comment-5584</link>
		<dc:creator>QofS</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Fri, 29 Sep 2006 15:53:06 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>I had a dream about snakes last night, and I think I may now have your phobia. I blame you.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>I had a dream about snakes last night, and I think I may now have your phobia. I blame you.</p>
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		<title>By: Alison</title>
		<link>http://sarahandthegoonsquad.com/2006/09/29/kismet/#comment-5583</link>
		<dc:creator>Alison</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Fri, 29 Sep 2006 14:18:14 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>I messed that up. Tiana was Jeromy's sponsor's wife. The sponsor is the person in your squadron who is supposed to show you around and get you acquainted with the base, the area, the squadron, etc.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>I messed that up. Tiana was Jeromy&#8217;s sponsor&#8217;s wife. The sponsor is the person in your squadron who is supposed to show you around and get you acquainted with the base, the area, the squadron, etc.</p>
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		<title>By: Alison</title>
		<link>http://sarahandthegoonsquad.com/2006/09/29/kismet/#comment-5582</link>
		<dc:creator>Alison</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Fri, 29 Sep 2006 14:16:48 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>ALL THE TIME. One example? Robey was 8 weeks old when we first moved to Illinois &#38; I had no idea what I was going to do for daycare. I didn't know the area or anybody there - but when we got there, Jeromy's sponsor (it's an Air Force thing, not an AA thing) was looking to do something part-time at home. We met &#38; it was perfect. To this day, I KNOW without a doubt that Tiana was the person who was supposed to help me care for Robey for the first year and a half of his life.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>ALL THE TIME. One example? Robey was 8 weeks old when we first moved to Illinois &amp; I had no idea what I was going to do for daycare. I didn&#8217;t know the area or anybody there - but when we got there, Jeromy&#8217;s sponsor (it&#8217;s an Air Force thing, not an AA thing) was looking to do something part-time at home. We met &amp; it was perfect. To this day, I KNOW without a doubt that Tiana was the person who was supposed to help me care for Robey for the first year and a half of his life.</p>
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		<title>By: Corinne</title>
		<link>http://sarahandthegoonsquad.com/2006/09/29/kismet/#comment-5581</link>
		<dc:creator>Corinne</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Fri, 29 Sep 2006 13:44:46 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>I went through that with my husband. We were both friends with the same guy, who wanted us to meet, but every time we planned to meet, something happened. One time it was his car broke down (as in the timing belt broke, and everything possible on his car broke). Then, I got this nasty virus that had me hospitalized. Another time, a family member of mine passed away, so I had a funeral to go to. We joked that we were never meant to meet. So I gave up meeting him, developed a killer crush on his friend, and when the friend and I were to meet, Forrest came along (as did one of my friends). I could've cared less about his friend after seeing Forrest, and we totally were smitten with one another.... 
Looking back, I'm glad we didn't meet until we did because I had some stuff to go through before we met (I was in therapy and on medication for depression, so it wasn't the best time for me). And by the time we met, I was doing wonderful, and had been off my medication for several months. So I guess I believe that sometimes we don't meet people because we're not meant to meet them just yet. But maybe one day you'll meet... and it'll be at the perfect time. :)</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>I went through that with my husband. We were both friends with the same guy, who wanted us to meet, but every time we planned to meet, something happened. One time it was his car broke down (as in the timing belt broke, and everything possible on his car broke). Then, I got this nasty virus that had me hospitalized. Another time, a family member of mine passed away, so I had a funeral to go to. We joked that we were never meant to meet. So I gave up meeting him, developed a killer crush on his friend, and when the friend and I were to meet, Forrest came along (as did one of my friends). I could&#8217;ve cared less about his friend after seeing Forrest, and we totally were smitten with one another&#8230;.<br />
Looking back, I&#8217;m glad we didn&#8217;t meet until we did because I had some stuff to go through before we met (I was in therapy and on medication for depression, so it wasn&#8217;t the best time for me). And by the time we met, I was doing wonderful, and had been off my medication for several months. So I guess I believe that sometimes we don&#8217;t meet people because we&#8217;re not meant to meet them just yet. But maybe one day you&#8217;ll meet&#8230; and it&#8217;ll be at the perfect time. <img src='http://sarahandthegoonsquad.com/wp-includes/images/smilies/icon_smile.gif' alt=':)' class='wp-smiley' /></p>
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		<title>By: Lori</title>
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		<dc:creator>Lori</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Fri, 29 Sep 2006 13:11:09 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>I am supposed to know and keep touch with Matt Wiley from high school.  Remember him?  I just found him again.  And guess what, he had to leave fire rescue because he got hurt and they found a "mass" in his brain.  HUH!!??  I'll update you as I come across more info!</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>I am supposed to know and keep touch with Matt Wiley from high school.  Remember him?  I just found him again.  And guess what, he had to leave fire rescue because he got hurt and they found a &#8220;mass&#8221; in his brain.  HUH!!??  I&#8217;ll update you as I come across more info!</p>
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