Yep here is my almost daily 100 word story. Earlier today I was wondering about how we often don’t see the present but are caught up in the future or past. Today’s story is a little thought about fathers and sons. It’s called Zen Dad, Enjoy!
Just as the car reached the hilltop my dad would hit the gas and we would become airborne. Startled, I’d look up to see dad staring back at me in the rear view mirror his laughter filling the car, his eyes full of mischievousness.
Whenever he saw me drifting out of the now he would pull a rabbit out of his hat to shock me back to the moment.
It was too late when I saw his clumsy attempts to really be those of a struggling father, a struggling zen master, laughing with me all the way to the present.