What about the nothing special girls like me?
What if I never feel grateful?
What if I live 100 years and never make a difference?
What if at the end of the day, the experience of losing Peyton hasn't made me a better person?
What if I never reach that place where I can look back and say:
Wow, that was horrible but look at how far I have come. Look how much stronger I am because of it.
What if all there is in losing Peyton is loss?