There is quite a scarcity of words to describe the enduring affection amongst siblings. Loving and caring, albeit apropos, seem not to reach far enough.  

I am a staunch observer of this miracle through my daughters' relational rendezvous. They have been going through roads less traveled and have come out ever more so twined. 

The Psalmist speaks of this gift as oil and dew.  

It is an enduring experience where the other is granted unbridled respect while accompanied with scrumptious anticipation. 

Alas, wonderland friendship! 

My daughters  in His sync

My daughters in His sync