Holiday bombing

The day before yesterday there was a detonation at the dining facility on Forward Operating Base Marez. Initial eye witness reports stated that a mortar round impacted at the top of the tent but later reports indicate that it may have been some sort of bomb imp laced inside the facility. The last I heard, 22 people died and 51 were injured. My access to information is still limited so the details could be way off. Even still this is most successful terrorist attack in recent memory and it was against the unit I am in.
At the time of the attack my entire plt was in the dfac across the street at FOB diamondback, we had just been relieved of QRF and had chosen to eat across the street instead of back on Marez were we eat the majority of our meals. Unfortunately, the majority of the troop was in the area, and we took 3 casualties. 2 were medically evacuated out of the area and 1 was KOA.
This is the first time many people in the troop have had to deal with the violent death of somebody they knew and were close with. It's obvious that some people are taking things harder than others. Some are just better at hiding what they feel than others. [Un]Fortunately, this isn't the first time I've dealt with the death of those close to me and it's doubtful it'll be the last, so while I certainly understand and can relate to the feelings being experienced by a lot of the people around me, I find myself unable to have them myself.
I guess I'm just well past the point where death and suffering surprises or effects me in the least. I can't really tell if this is a good or bad thing, but those are thoughts for another day. Regardless of how I personally feel or what I think about what happened, the reality is that seventy-three families are probably have a pretty shitty Christmas. There's really nothing anyone can say to make things better so I won't even try. I just hope they can find a way to continue living a full life.