Running with my Granny

Last night I had a dream.
I was back in Wick, the town I grew up in.
And I was running a fast 5k, with…
My Granny! 🙂

Seven minute miles we were doing.
Two miles in, she started to pull away from me.
And before I knew it, she was 25m in front of me.
I was looking at my Garmin, 6:58 pace,
Then looking at her, smiling and almost in disbelief.
Thinking, there’s no way I can catch her.

My Granny died 10 years ago on Thursday.
Around two weeks before Christmas: Friday 13th 2002.
She was 87 when she died.
And she was 87 in my dream.
I was running and she was running.
Pulling away from me.
Running faster and faster.
And I was loving every minute of it.

I love it when I dream about my Granny and remember it.
It’s like she comes alive and I get to be with her again.
I’m not sure we would ever have run together,
But in my dream we were.
Running together with my Granny.

Margaret Mackenzie Fletcher.
Born 22/09/15.
Died 13/12/02.

I wonder what she’d think of me now, 10 years on?
All grown up with my own flat, three jobs and a life.
She helps give me the strength I need to be me.
I hope she’d be proud of me.
And I can’t wait for the next time she visits me in my dreams. 🙂

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