This is how fragile it is.

Someone died today. I don't know who. But when my family comes home crying after hearing of a death, I can't not do anything.
One day someone is here and the next they could be gone. This is what we never fail to realize. What we always forget. How fragile life is... and once it is gone... it will never be brought back. That person will only live on in our memories and in our hearts.
What can we do? At a time such as this? What do you do as an onlooker to grieving? What words do I possess to ease the suffering. The suffering, slow and painful of my loved ones?
I woke up today as if it was any another day. The sun is still shining, the wind still blowing... but it doesn't feel right for me anymore.
Someone died.