It hits me like a stun grenade; it’s choice. Those lasting friendships, well, they chose to last. Those two people – or however many – made a decision to stay friends through fights and disagreements, and maybe even hate sometimes. They stuck it out; they made a decision to stick it out. And not only to stick it out, I’m realizing, but something else, too. They made a decision to compromise, to forgive, and most importantly, to change together.