Oh man. This would be a nightmare. I'll say that much to start.
I have had arguments with all three people I consider to be my best friends. Mostly silly arguments. Sometimes just a difference in point of view. But the arguments never lasted long, and I know without a doubt that I have never been so mad at them that I stopped caring about them.
Even if we'd had a knock down, drag out argument, I believe I would still rush to their side in the wake of this tragedy. I would likely immediately apologize for the argument, even if it wasn't all my fault (and let's face it, no argument is any ONE person's fault). I would continue to come around in their recovery and beyond.
It's also highly likely that I would completely forget about the argument in all of this as well. When faced with the prospect of losing a friend this way, I'm sure whatever we argued about would seem silly and petty.
The bottom line is this -- I have a pretty fiery temper (you can thank my Norwegian heritage) and a memory that refuses to let go of a lot of things I wish it would. But my heart is bigger than both of those things. That's what would win out. My heart always wins out.
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