Influence and heartache
Hmm...this is a tough one. I'll have to mirror Beast with the twofer, though both of the people I'm about to mention I love dearly. The first is my grandad, a little Italian man, stout, roly poly, jolly and full of spit and vinegar, as will as quite a zest for life. Grandad Vitori's son David adopted me when I was ten, so I never met the man until then. I was sullen and withdrawn then, and he took me under his wing, taught me lessons that I'm not sure it even occured to David to teach me. He rebuilt my trust and faith in humanity piece by jigsaw puzzle piece.
The second would be my husband, Beast. The one who taught me to dance for no reason at all. To love with all of my heart instead of just pieces of it and to keep my temper in check. He was the one to decided to walk beside me, not in front of or behind. He never treated me with fear or with disdain. To be treated as an equal and a friend instead of competition was new to me, and opened up whole new possibilities. I finally learned all the lessons from him that I somehow missed when I was growing up, and ended up feeling much more complete for the teaching.
Sure it can, but stronger in what sense is the biggest toss up. I think it makes you stronger in that you learn to resist falling in love. You build up a wall and back away, determined to avoid it at all costs. You fight it with whatever you've got left. Now that I think about it, heartache only really gives you a lesson learned, not any sort of strength. You still fall in love, you still get a broken heart, and it hurts just as badly every time.
The second would be my husband, Beast. The one who taught me to dance for no reason at all. To love with all of my heart instead of just pieces of it and to keep my temper in check. He was the one to decided to walk beside me, not in front of or behind. He never treated me with fear or with disdain. To be treated as an equal and a friend instead of competition was new to me, and opened up whole new possibilities. I finally learned all the lessons from him that I somehow missed when I was growing up, and ended up feeling much more complete for the teaching.
Sure it can, but stronger in what sense is the biggest toss up. I think it makes you stronger in that you learn to resist falling in love. You build up a wall and back away, determined to avoid it at all costs. You fight it with whatever you've got left. Now that I think about it, heartache only really gives you a lesson learned, not any sort of strength. You still fall in love, you still get a broken heart, and it hurts just as badly every time.