My Love Letter to Rena

Here is my love letter to Rena. It ends thus;

“And as for our dance – may I take your hand and lead you to the floor?

Enclosed is my story ‘The Birth of Venus’ that I wrote in one day in 1989. I then spliced Enya’s music into it, the next day. Since then I have approached a couple of dancers about making this story come alive on stage. None cared to listen. When I read Kathleen loved Celtic music, I wondered if Enya was her favorite. Of course I wonder about the child we never made. But, she is born in this story. She is reborn with the vision of a sculptor, to dance once more, she a fair maiden, always with a song in her heart.

Play this while lying on the floor with a quilt and a candle – and no interruptions.”

I contacted Rena three…