Today I found out a guy I went to school with stepped on a land mine in Afghanistan. He was injured and had to have one of his legs amputated and the other leg is broken. :/
I don’t know why, maybe because it hits kind of close to home, but it really bothers me alot. Me and the guy were by no means great friends. However, we had talked on several occasions and he was always decent towards me.
It makes me feel really bad for him and his family. And although I am not much for praying, my prayers go out to them all.