In a way, each story has the same kernel in it- our dreams, hopes and longing all lost and found again- the fire and the smiles and the hopes that love kindles and brings joy.
The stories that we write are not what really happened or events that could really happen. These come from an imagination that loves to wander and see what would have happened if!
Sometimes, it is sunshine and laughter outside; depends on the state of this mercurial soul. The reality looms large taking everything away and sometimes giving blessings unasked for.
Your stories reveal the joy of finding happiness in new things, which are in fact, new ways to name the old likes and loves while I harp on change and about moving on but have stayed in the same year where I stopped learning.
The fire still burns in these kernel stories of love, longing and loss and we have become like straight lines that run along throughout the many lives.