One of my best friends, Robert Greniger, died July 12th in Afghanistan. He was the guy who convinced me to join the rangers. For forgets sake I wasn't having the best day so far anyways. I got a call from his mom at around 6:30 AM and she explained what happened. He was killed in Helmand, Afghanistan. I don't know what to do. I'm loving losing it, but this still doesn't affect my decision to fight in Afghanistan. I'll actually fight with a bigger purpose now. Sorry if this doesn't make any sense really but i'm loving losing it.