A little story about achieving one's goals: When I was 5 or 6 years old, I was in hospital in Aschau after having my legs straightened, and from my room I had a perfect view of the landing area of the paragliders there. The idea of seeing the world from above was simply unimaginably beautiful. At the age of 15, after my fourth operation, my parents received me a tandem flight in the Allgäu. After that, it was clear for me that I had to learn this sport. Two weeks later, my father and I enquired at the flight school and I came out as an registered student pilot. Despite huge difficulties during take-off and a few falls on the practice hang, my will was unbroken. With the full support of my flight instructor and my parents, I managed to complete the training. This is now 10 years and hundreds of wonderful hours in the air ago.
What do I want to say with this story? For one thing: It may cost a bit more in terms of effort, but if you want to, you can realise almost anything.
And for another: In all that time, I never once heard, "don't do that, it'll never work with your legs." I was always allowed to try things out, and in my opinion that helped me immensely.