Ollie had surprised me; all I’d had to do was step outside my comfort zone, and it was scary as hell. I wondered if I would have appreciated his light if I hadn’t been through the dark. And the funny thing was, I would never know. But what I had learned was it wasn’t about what had happened in your past. It was how you let it affect you. There would be dark with the light, good with evil, lose with the win, and love with hate. How could you appreciate when you were up if you’d never felt the pain of the down? Each moment, beautiful or ugly, was never a wasted moment. Each moment was there to mold you: a lesson.