Forgotten Dreams

How many of us have had a dream that consumed our entire being. When we slept and when we awoke we saw the image of our dream coming true.

When I was young and in better shape, I had a dream of being an Olympian; representing Canada at the summer games. I wanted nothing more then to be there surrounded by some of the best the world has to offer. Winning was not a big deal to me, but being there was. I was a sprinter then, thin, athletic and fast. Now I am in my mid 20's not in the greatest shape of my life but getting better.

Sprinting is no longer an option for me at least not at that level. I wonder if I could still do it, a different sport but still be there with other Olympian following the dream of making your family and country proud.
I suppose only time will tell what will happen to me, and if my dream will come true. Send word of your fallen dreams.

White Knight,