The Real Constant Is Sisterhood

I know two very special people, they have been in my life since I was young, I feel not only lucky but privileged to know them.  They are CYNELA, a name their Father gave them when he was undergoing therapy for treating a battle with cancer.  He was in remission, at the time his tumour had shrunk after much fight, prayer and hope by many, most heartfelt I am sure by Team CYNELA.  CYNELA'S Father bought a car and had his daughters names put together on the license plate, coined "CYNELA"= Cynthia and Elaina=strong sisters fighting for the hardships and battles only known to them.  It was a happy time, after so many blood tests, so many needles, so many hospital trips, so many nights crying, weeping for what their family had to go through.  They celebrated with family, friends, companionship, love and understanding...all things good, with a new car!  Forgetting for even just a little, of what they were all facing, buying that car was a mark, a remembrance of their families values and all of

the hard work and love they poured into each other. 


Their beautiful Mother was also facing her own health challenges and a somewhat failing illness, through out they all held strong and faught for their Mothers Independence, care and stability; a 20+ battle and still going strong!  Their father lost the battle, but CYNELA and Mother, never lost their smile, courage or lust for life.  In all of their hearts he lives on.  The mother now resides in a retirement home close to one of the sisters.  A huge undertaking to move a house of 40 years worth of memories, a huge transition, so many changes, feelings, emotions running deep and I am sure a few tears were shed.  Having to say goodbye after so many years, of course CYNELA, I can picture them with hair done, mascara on ready for another charity event raising awareness for Cancer, HOPE and RECOVERY.  I can picture them holding hands through the many challenges to give each other strength as they both fought hard for their fathers ending and for their Mothers Independence and new beginning.

 
It was a journey of love and discovery, as I talked to both sisters through out the last few years of their fathers battle.   They came together when many would fall apart, they triumphed and continue to do so in the face of any adversity.  To see these sisters smiling, hugging, laughing was something so victorious to be part of, as I plan to still keep in close contact.  I am not sure they even realise how their bond of true sisterhood stands out offering others hope, their spirit is contagious.  

With one look from Cynthia, Elaina becomes stronger, with one glance from Elaina, Cynthia drew courage, they carried themselves and many of their family through all of the past 3 and past 20+ years through every MRI, CAT scan, blood test, every doctor, every nurse....These two sisters became stronger, united, they became CYNELA and their father lives on in their heart of acceptance, loyalty, good natured, bombarded by tragedy, they come up smiling and with one heartfelt look from a sister you know you are loved, even for the first time and then you can really believe in life.  Palm to palm a declaration of a strong kindness like none other.
  
 CYNELA took sister hood to hero magnitude and beyond.  I look at them with true awwe because of what they can handle and move beyond IF anything they believe in each other as constant as the stars, as constant as the Sun rises, as constant as the moon glows and as green grass grows, CYNELA a privilege to catch a glimpse of their love.  They grew into eachother, their bravery, their steadfastness.  One word to describe these two sisters, I would have to say TRUE.  When they became CYNELA they became the statue for sisterhood, they made a mark on life so dear and true to them, and their Father so proud to have two wonderful girls take care of any of his desires, needs and wants.  In this story of hope, are two girls with some tragedy and loss...in it though are the heroes: two beautiufl sisters called CYNELA!