a knock at the door

It was a typical night like every other. Just doing what we had to do to keep our minds off of everything and anything. The word was being passed. When I first got the word, thoughts raced through my mind about him or her, their life, the mother, the father, the wife, the daughter, the son, the brother, the sister. I knew that someone somewhere soon was about to get the news that would forever change this day for them. I visualized the knock on the door of the wife or mother and thought how bad that would hurt….. It just gave me an unsettling settling feeling inside me. It's the thought of all those that will be effected by this. The son that has a father that will never return to play catch, the wife that is given the folded flag that will no longer have her partner. The best we can do is pray for the loved ones of he that has passed and hope that time will eventually heal the pain they feel….I didn't serve with you directly, or even know
your name at this point; however my thoughts and prayers go out to your family during this very tough time.