About God and the Cab driver...

I was on my way to the Commercial Registry Office. I thought I would arrive with the good company of the music on my iPod, and that, as usual, had to be aware of the driver and the road, just in case...

He inmediatly asked me, -"What's your name?", and I couldn't help myself but answering, -"Fabiola Cristina, what's yours?"

His name is David -the one chosen by God-.

He told me that, before we got to the Registry, he was to grant me two wishes. Two particular wishes. But he first had to do a psycological exam of myself and so he started.

I coulnd't help myself to shed a tear. So accurate... Much more accurate than my therapist has been for over 9 months. In 40 minutes, David gave me the key for happiness. He told me that if I did as he said, I would find peace, which of course is the only thing I trully wish. Peace for myself, for my mind, and my soul.

"Never be afraid to call yourself, to get acquinted to refer to yourself with both of your names, it assures your identity. See your face in the mirror and observe that reflection. Repeat to yourself out loud "Fabiola Cristina, I love you, you deserve the best". Repeat it to yourself 5 times daily, and you'll be convinced of it, and everything that surrounds you will be convinced as well, and it all will start to change. Because if you trully believe that you deserve the best, only the best will reach you."

And so we arrived to the Registry, I was completely dumbfounded.

And convinced that I found God driving a taxi.