Odd realization

I have the day off so Milan and I got a chance to talk this morning before he left for work (usually he's still snoring when I leave). We were just chatting away and Kum Peter came up...we're still both excited and happy he said yes. But I mentioned his back pain, he has some back issues and was in much pain when he came over Saturday and still sore at church yesterday...though it didn't stop him from bending over to hug Eric and I (he's waaaay tall, I mean everyone is compared to me but I think he's tall even by most people's standards). So I told Milan that and he said that just shows the type of guy he is which made me even happier that we chose him. I then mentioned that I was planning to e-mail Kum today to find out how his back was feeling and see if he'd made an appointment yet with the massage person that has magical hands that fix the issue. I stood there for a second and I got a little teary and said, "It is odd that just a few days ago I liked Peter just fine and all but now I'm feeling the need to make sure he's doing okay. It is interesting that, without really thinking about it, in my mind he's gone from just a family friend to someone I actually care about like he's family." Milan smiled and said, "Well he is family now."

I just found that strange...in a good way. Somewhere inside this transition happen, it isn't a conscious thought or anything. This man, who 4 days ago I barely knew his last name, is suddenly that important to me. Which in turn makes me realize just how engrossed I've become in this process. A couple months ago the Kumovi concept was very foreign to me, I understood it from a logical point of view, but I didn't get it. I think it is so hard to grasp because it is basically a family member that you get to choose. You can't pick your blood relatives, you can't even entirely pick who you fall in love with (and certainly not their family)...but this one person is someone you think enough of to ask them if they will be part of your life. How awesome is that?

When I saw Kum Peter at church yesterday it was different. Usually we exchange hellos and hugs and such like with anyone else. But yesterday he waited for Eric and I after church (Milan had to work) just to make sure we got to talk. The hugs were longer and they felt different. I wish I could explain it. He called me Kuma which still sounded funny, but I liked it.

I just don't know how to really describe how it changed or how it feels or what it means but I just can't find the words to have it make sense.