My Life in Argentina and Beyond

Friday, November 13, 2009: Today I am remembering a lost love. He was a priest and I was head over heels in love with him. Frankly, I cared nothing about religion, but because we lived in a Peyton Place type neighborhood, I pretended to. I cared deeply about him and I lost him. I will never recover that love and/or that magical feeling. That only came once in my life and it is gone forever. I hope that one day soon, when a woman falls in love with a priest, she can marry him. And I also hope that she won't have to hide her love and pretend to love someone else--someone who does not exist.Eugenia Renskoff

Friday, May 2, 2008: It is finally beginning to look like a story for the screen. I can see how the main will act, what she'll do, how she'll do it. A sheltered young woman falling in love with a priest in a foreign country. I'm happy that it is coming true. It's finally the first step of the reality I have always wanted.