I have always felt that there was someone watching me.  Not in a creepy way but in a way that is comforting.  That when I speak out loud – someone hears me even if I’m alone.  I think I’ve felt like this my whole life but it really dawned on me when my grandfather passed away.

I was in law school and had started running regularly.  It was summer and I was interning for a law firm in Manchester, NH.  One day as I was running up the hill to my apartment I could have sworn that someone was running right behind me.  I could hear footsteps right along with my own.   I turned around several times so I knew that there wasn’t anyone there.  But I couldn’t shake the feeling.  And for some reason my grandfather came to mind.  He had actually passed away about 5 years prior but he was the one who popped into my head.  Ever since that day, every time I hear steps behind me while I run, and I see that no one is there, I think of him.  It makes me happy.

That event feeds into the larger feeling that I have of being watched or followed.  It’s hard to explain really.  It’s like I’m never alone and is oddly comforting to me, which makes me believe that maybe it’s a guardian angel or something like that.  I feel weird saying that because it sounds so much like spiritual whoo ha.  I would love to believe in that stuff but I have a really hard time doing so without “hard evidence”.  I guess I should just believe it is Grandpa watching over me.  Why not?   What’s the harm?   Maybe someone really does have my back.