When I had to abandon my dream of raising and breeding German Shepherds when I was 19-years-old because I could not afford to rent, let alone buy, a house in Ottawa, I did my best to put the dogs I was so fond of out of my mind. I had given up a 3-year-old female who I had trained and who had won ribbons and trophies in obedience trials, and I also had to give up her 10-month-old son who I had carefully chosen the father for and who I felt had a lot of potential. Then I went on my way for 35 years even though I always felt like something was missing in my life somehow. Now I find that it has come back to me -- that it has made its way back into my life and has given my life back the meaning it once had all those years ago. My dream did not die. It is like the universe kept it safe for me until I was ready. I am certainly a lot more mature than I was when I was 19. I'm not rich by any means but I do have a house on the outskirts of Quebec City where I am able to finally realize my dream. I am deeply grateful for the gift, and I will put all of my energy into making it a reality. The song, of course, is The Dream Never Dies by Ottawa band, The Cooper Brothers. That is quite appropriate, not only for the message the song delivers but also because, not long before I gave up my dogs all those years ago in Ottawa, I had a colleague at work who I hung out with, went to lunch with, etc, and he was a good friend of Brian Cooper.
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