Staff Sgt. Travis Mills, part of the 82nd Airborne Division, was wounded April 10 when he stepped on a land mine while on foot patrol outside Kandahar.
The explosion ripped off his limbs and left him as one of an extremely rare group:  only three other quadruple amputees have survived their injuries in the wars in Iraq and Afghanistan. 
His wife Kelsey, staying with her parents in Frisco while her husband was deployed,  was preparing a bottle for their six-month-old daughter, Chloe, when the phone rang.  Thinking it was her husband, who called or e-mailed her every day, she answered.  Instead it was an officer from her husband's base in Fort Bragg, N.C. delivering the somber news that there had been an accident.
 At Landstuhl Regional Medical Center in Germany, Mills, who turned 25 last Saturday and has been a soldier since 2005, was alert and joking with the nurses.
Tuesday, he was flown to the new Walter Reed National Military Medical Center in Bethesda. Md.  At his side was his brother-in-law, Staff Sgt. Joshua Buck, with whom Mills has served three terms in Afghanistan.
Both part of the 82nd Airborne Division, the two are fast friends, and Buck introduced Mills to his sister,to whom he is now married.
When Buck heard of the accident, he slammed his fist into the wall of his barracks so hard that he broke his hand.  The military granted him special permission to be with his best friend and brother-in-law in Germany as well as permission to fly to the U.S. with him.
Tuesday,  his wife, daughter, and her mother left Texas to fly to Washington D.C. to be with Mills as did his parents in Michigan.
No sooner had I finished this than Kenna called me with the news of my cousin.  It would have been shocking enough; however, she told me that his twin brother, to whom she had just spoken, had relayed to her that he had committed suicide. 
That just came completely out of left field because absolutely no one, including his brother nor his kids had any idea that he was having any kind of problem. 
He was a former all-state football player and a starter for OSU with a good chance of going pro until he blew out both his knees.
A really handsome guy who stood over 6 ft., he always lived a very upper middle class life.  Though he and his wife divorced a couple of years ago, he told me personally that he had left her and should have done it long before he did.  I truly don't think the divorce had anything to do with this.

When he and his brother were babies, I used to stay with his mother in the summer to help her with them.  I was only ten, but I would feed one and rock him to sleep while she fed the other.  I was always close to my aunt and to them.
This hits me hard; I am still trying to process it.