I was slurping a steamy bowl of pho while the friend across the table from me ranted. She went on me listed wrong after wrong that her family had done. She told me how she responded and the clever lines she had used. And I completely agreed with her inside, but I paused briefly from my soup while she stopped long enough for me to comment...and I am certain that she did not like what I had to say. I told her she was right on the money. She grinned, glad to have my support. But. And it was a really big but. That she could chose to be right OR she could chose relationship. Sometimes we do not get to have both. She kept talking. Justifying her response. And her actions. And I just slurped my soup and listened Only to tell her it doesn't matter. She has to choose which is more important, being right and letting everyone know it or mending the relationship. I haven't talked to her recently. But I think she chose being right. And sometimes that is the necessary choice. ...