Some days the sunsets would be purple and pink.
And some days they were a blazing orange setting fire to the clouds on the horizon.
It was during one of those sunsets that my fatherโs idea of the whole being greater
than the sum of its parts moved from my head to my heart.
And some days they were a blazing orange setting fire to the clouds on the horizon.
It was during one of those sunsets that my fatherโs idea of the whole being greater
than the sum of its parts moved from my head to my heart.