All I ask..

A soldier was killed on Sunday in Afghanistan. To be correct, 4 soldiers (that I know of) were killed on Sunday in Afghanistan.

One of these men particularly hit close to home. I did not know him, other than from pictures. I do not know his wife, who, on one cold Sunday evening, pulled up to their home to see them leaving.. as her heart immediately fell to the ground. I can't hug her as she now clings to the casket of her husband. In the blink of an eye, she is now a widow, her hero selflessly gave his life for my freedom. I will never fully comprehend what these men (and women) have to go through just so we can live and not give much more than a thought about them. About the men and families who are separated for much too long, the wives who endure the agony of waiting when they haven't heard from their husbands for a week, and the daddies who miss a whole year of their children's lives or births of their first child.

I knew of her, her husband was deployed with my best friends husband. My best friend was on the phone with her as she pulled up to her house and just like that, her life forever changed.

And now, I can't get her out of my mind. I can't help but weep for her, and wonder what she is doing at this very moment. Wonder who held her as she cried herself to sleep last night.

All I ask is that you just keep Casie in your prayers. She is going to need a few.