The invisible system

"It’s like this,” I told Turtle. “There’s a whole invisible system for helping out the plant that you’d never guess was there. It’s just the same with people” . . . The wisteria vines on their own would just barely get by, is how I explained it to Turtle, but put them together with rhizobia and they make miracles.
-Barbara Kingsolver’s The Bean Trees

Every once in a while, I have an identity crisis. I question my existence. I wonder about my relationships. I fear for my future. For that period of time, I forget who I am and that I am a part of a bigger picture.

Usually, I stay there for a while. I don’t talk about it. I stay alone and confused. Later, I forget, and life goes on. Until the next time.

Last night, I had my identity crisis out loud. With a friend by my side. This morning, I read her dear words before I left for work. The “crisis” was over. Like that. Done.

Thanks for being my rhizobia.