My family. The idea came to me by divine intervention 3 times. First a voice in my head instructed me to go back to Brazil last Christmas during a moment of self hatred and depression. The second time a homeless man told me he had a message to me and it involved the statue of Christ (the statue in Rio), a daughter and a woman whom I had to reunite (my mom and grandmother). Third, after my stay in the psych ward I went back to a field where I believed I has lost my documents. I asked God to direct me to my documents when lo and behold a wind blew hard and fast. I followed the direction of the wind and arrived at my passport and birth certificate unharmed. The EAD was no where to be found.