In times of great tragedy, it seems impossible to find the right words to express the emotions erupting inside of you. The stages of grief are spinning, and your vocal cords become too tight to even open your mouth in attempt to speak. In times of great tragedy, of course it's hard to find the right words - because you never thought you'd have to search for them. You go through life expecting to wake up and find yourself right back in your daily routine. You expect to set plans and see them through. You expect to wake up and be able to call your mom on your way to work. You expect to come home after you leave your house. Day in and day out, you do the same thing over and over, and eventually you start taking days for granted as you expect to wake up each day and do it all again. But that's the thing - waking up tomorrow is not a guarantee. We get so used to doing it, that it's easy to dismiss and diminish the value of each day as we just expect another one tomorrow....