In response to The Daily Post’s writing prompt: “Your Life, the Book.”

When I received an email about this Daily Post I started contemplating a response that was fitting. I didn’t get to post my response immediately because I’ve been packing up a four bedroom house to downsize to a two bedroom apartment.

For months I’ve been on a roller coaster ride like none I’ve experienced before. It takes a lot to prepare a house to put on the market, to keep it perfect for prospective buyers and close the deal. The house selling experience could be a book in itself.

I don’t know if I could write a book. I do know that no one but me could infuse a book about me with all the experiences and emotions that come with the years I’ve lived-past and present.

I don’t know if it would be a biography or what. I do know it would be different.

Maybe one day-one day.