F.O.U.R.

Four years.

Four.

T left for Iraq 4 years ago. (and IRONY, he called me today out of the blue, how weird!)

I was talking to C 4 years ago.

Jeff was having a rough day with his ex 4 years ago.

He was also speaking with C 4 years ago.

She got tired, but said, here...you talk to him...he's having a rough night, you are too, so talk to each other.

Who knew?

Four years later we would be sitting next to each other.

Happy 4th Jeff. Love you!