Growing Old – Guest Post by Angela Lindseth

Thank you Rhetoric Askew for the guest blog spot!

Rhetoric Askew

It’s a creaky, old house; low ceilings, uneven floors, not a speck of insulation, but I call it home. I will be here for many years, not because I have to, but because I want to. Not because I don’t have a choice, but because I do have a choice. It’s my place. I’m at peace with it.

The house, like me, is aging and hopefully, with grace. We’ve deteriorated with time. We sag and need a new coat of paint. Each summer it’s harder to trim the hedges and the lawn doesn’t get mowed. Upkeep is a struggle, and we’re not willing participants.

Every winter I huddle in front of the Dearborn furnace, probably original with the house, which cooks my skin while it’s on and requires a sweater when it’s off.

It’s hard growing old and yet so easy at the same time. It’s not until I look…

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About angelallindseth

Putting the finishing touches on The Contraption, a dystopian novel dealing with conversion therapy and social inequality. It's The Handmaid's Tale meets Divergent.
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2 Responses to Growing Old – Guest Post by Angela Lindseth

  1. Patt O'Neil says:

    Oh Angela, how this really hits home as I sit here massaging my knee that will probably have to be replaced. Sucks getting old, doesn’t it. Good work my friend.

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