Keeping It Real: My Sister, My Proofreader

Today is my sister's big 4-0!!! In honor of this monumental occasion, today's post is dedicated to her. Back when I was in high school and college, she was my first (and only) proofreader... and she hated it. Every time she'd finish, she'd have a little fit over my misuse of commas, incorrect spelling (hello settle/seattle), and a slew of other grammatical errors. When she found out I was writing, she cringed... yes, you did, Sha, don't deny it. I believe both you and my hubs said, "Get ready for reviews." Nowadays, I don't impose on her to proofread, although these days my writing is probably much more interesting than the boring papers I had to write for school. So a big thank you, and happy birthday, to my big sister for making sure I know how to use a comma (kinda), can spell check, and who encourages me every day, no matter what I'm doing, and totally understands all my quirks and adult cognizant dyslexia! Love you, Sha Sha!!!!