“Look daddy look!” You squealed in excitement when you rode your bike without training wheels. Your father Jay chuckles, holding the camcorder in his hand from afar.

“I knew you could do it princess!” Jay cooed, watching his little girl peddle around the neighborhood.

You sat on a park bench, replaying that video on your computer. You wished you could go back, but it was too late. Jay had a new family, who just happened to be right infront of your eyes—Jay teaching his son the exact same thing he taught you when you were a little girl : riding a bike.