It’s all impossible, until it’s not

My son is learning how to ride a bike and at first it was somewhat painful for both of us. Falling left, falling right. Balancing in the middle seemed impossible. Then the other day, he glided for 4 glorious seconds. A life triumph, to be sure. A glimmer of hope. The start of possible made believers of us both. And that’s when I realized: It’s all impossible. Until it’s not.