The meaning of Kinship

A whole array of emotions flashed past my thoughts and feelings today. Confused, touched and tremendously lost are words able to describe me now.

What defines Kinship? Does one has to be related by blood to share the love and bond between real siblings? Or are those who instead, are not related by blood share a closer friendship and bond, sometimes even better than those who share the same bloodline?

Two perfect examples struck me today. My daddy, aka Mr Oon, noticed the pattern of our (joyce's and mine's) and the style we placed them. From it, he deduced whose the particular pair belong to and indeed was he right. It struck me and left me touched, for my own parents never knew or observed the way i handle things. It was a small gesture, yet it spoke volumes. I feel so comfortable and at home at their place, knowing I was welcomed with open hands and stacks of Hagen daz in their refrigerator. The attention and love showered by my most respected people was uncomparable and sacrificing. By saying this, I know it may sound extremely selfish for it seemed i have turned my back on my very own parents. I still love and respect them, but somehow these people, Mr and Mrs Oon fufiled the area my parents never tried entering.

I spoke about the birds and the bees to mummy oon. For the first time in my entire life, an adult never judge me from my past actions. Instead, she grew to love me more for the scars I hide. Openly, she spoke of her past and her mindset. She never discouraged or reprimanded me once, instead leading me to open up more and for once, have an adult's guidance in this matter. To me, it was a huge matter. It took me a lot of courage and guts to be able to talk freely about my past. And all she did was to listen and welcome me with open arms. At that point of time, all i was reminded of was an image that of an angel.

Another incident that happened left a pleasant surprise. I was never close with my own siblings, never having their concern or love. But to make up for that, I found another to fufil that role. Never had I have anyone so concerned and loving towards me, from a brother's protective perspective. He messaged mummy Oon, double checking that i was at her place and constantly looking out for me. He heeded my advice and look up to me as a big sister. I'm honored. Joshie, I love you!

It boils back down to my question. What defines Kinship? These people whom I've mentioned seemed to love and show their affections more than my own blood. I do love my parents and siblings, yet there is no denial that I loved the people who have grew to become my other parents and brother equally or even better. Why?

Having read a book by Joshua Harris, Boy Meets Girl, a Christian perception and advice to courtship (not dating) questioned my values a lot. It left me shaken and confused, curious yet extremely lost. Why? I shall not mention here. But one thing I still could not admit to even myself, I was in no doubt, questioning my faith and for once, asking for direction from a upper "level". The values imparted in that impactful book made me think the entire day, the qualities and characteristic a worthly and idealistic relationship left me wondering if he has ever regret asking me, a free thinker, to be his girl. Enli said this that bothered me the whole day. "The yolk does not mix with the un-yolked"

A rather long reflection today, i can't help but to do so. I'm confused.