tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33083546.post2164425962489387695..comments2024-02-13T16:05:44.274-05:00Comments on The Trading Post: Trip / Kat - Shopping, and the road trip hits IowaJasonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08878262302237069963noreply@blogger.comBlogger2125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33083546.post-4643250283311882762007-10-08T16:48:00.000-04:002007-10-08T16:48:00.000-04:00Sympathetic understanding, I think.It was like she...Sympathetic understanding, I think.<BR/><BR/>It was like she understood that inside I was struggling with who I really was, and who I have to become... with untangling the chaos that has become my life, in order to find purpose in life... to seek my future.<BR/><BR/>... That even though I tried not to show my conflict on the outside - that she seemed to know <I>exactly</I> what I was feeling... what I was going through right now.<BR/><BR/>If she made it through what I'm going through - then I'm sure I can make it too. I just hope that I didn't cause her to revisit more painful memories.Kathttps://www.blogger.com/profile/02779734307736623206noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33083546.post-39236754672910740772007-10-08T16:01:00.000-04:002007-10-08T16:01:00.000-04:00"I could see in Jessica's eyes, that there was a g..."I could see in Jessica's eyes, that there was a glint of recognition... or familiarity... and once our meals arrived, I'd all but forgotten the moment."<BR/><BR/>Do you mean literal recognition, or, like, a sympathetic understanding?Scotthttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14274067395914745572noreply@blogger.com