Our therapist told us to write our life narrative as one of our 'homework' assignments. The idea was to try to figure out how we view our life and to help identify our purpose in life, which was something that we often struggle with. Our purpose before Lila died was to be her parents, take care of her and give her the best life possible.
There was some miscommunication on my end and I ended up writing my 'mission statement' instead. The therapist and Jenny made fun of me a bit for doing the wrong homework but after I read it they said it was really good. I wanted to share it here on Lila's blog:
I am Lila's Dad and Jenny's husband. Nothing matters to me more than them. I do not believe that everything happens for a reason. I believe in God but question his role on Earth. I believe that good can happen but no longer assume that good will happen.