lived my greatest happiness after having gone through a period of depression. I walk outside and I kneeled before the color of the starry sky and I told myself: God it's beautiful!

What makes me happiest is the love of my future husband who, despite leukemia, helps me to get through life.

What makes me happy is being a great-great grandfather.

To be happy, I need calm and tranquillity, to be loved and love, sunshine and perfect happiness ( a little water, some fruit, my garden on my island) and peace in the world.

What makes me happy is to stop and enjoy a few quiet moments in my very busy life, so I can think of the distance covered, trials, moments of joy, and then I think that life is great!

What made me happy : learn that Caro and Math are excepting a baby !

What makes me happy is when the supernatural gets revealed in my life. Coincidences, signs, dreams that come true with the impression that life organizes everything, lucid dreams.

Smelling the aroma of the pizza that's baking in my oven and thinking that I'm going treat myself !

What makes me happy is to get up in the morning and think that I'm still there despite the past difficulties.

What made me happy was to meet, totally by chance, the man who is now my husband. Thanks to fate, every day is a happy day.

What makes me happy is after washing my hands, to dry them in the hot air of the hand dryer. That marks a nice pause in my day.

What makes me happy is finally being myself in my own eyes and in the eyes of my loved ones.

What makes me happy is cracking my toes in bed instead of studying math during that time.

What makes me happy? My new life with the man of my life hihihi !

What makes me happy is to listen to Danièle's music, dance the tarentelle and tammurriata and sing with my friends (especially napolitean songs).

What makes me happy is to see the smile of people I like and the sunset. It's to hear the voices melody and children laughing. It's to smell flowers perfume and that of hot coffee. It's to feel under my fingers the softness of the skin and the grains of a fine sand beach…

My happiness is complete when I let the metro pass to keep kissing my love on the latform...telling myself that I'll take it maybe the next day or the day after that.

To feel loved by my surroundings and to be able to return that love makes me happy.

What makes me happy is having sponsored a little african, who comes from Burundi !

My happiness has already lasted for a long time. It renews itself every morning when I go to sample a cup of tea in one of the many Parisian cafés. It's a moment of pure joy, I let myself lapse into dreams in the ambiance of the cafes, and I can no longer do without it.

What makes me happy is when in the dreams' fall when the breath of the day raises my eyelids, I'm aware that the moment when finally I'll be free is close. Every minute, every second that goes by is a step towards our reunion, my darling, my Night, my life.

Having a cat makes me happy.

What made me happy was when I could walk again for the first time after my operation, when I had been paralyzed.

What makes me happy is that my three and a half year old son gets angry if someone wants to smush an insect or when he asks us to be quiet to not scare a bird.

What makes me happy is after washing my hands, to dry them in the hot air of the hand dryer. That marks a nice pause in my day.

What made me happy ? After loving lots of men, I fell in love with a woman and for that wonderful love, I gave up men and my former way of life. But it is worth while, I love and I am loved, peaceful and completely happy, that great affection…

What makes me feel really happy is to be free to act, speak and realise my dreams.

What makes me happy is to be pretty.

What makes me happy is to have a cat.

Oh… little everyday trifles make me happy … a smile, a hand in mine…a look, a laughing child…happiness is very relative…but we must know to appreciate the little things.

What makes me happy is when I find myself in the mountains again, simply in nature.

What made me happy was when I played my first notes on the guitar a few months ago. So far I believed music was not for me.

What makes me happy is to see his first name show up on my cell phone when at the same moment I'm thinking of him.

I'm in college prep, and what makes me happy is that my scores went from 2 over 20 to 4 over 20. I tell myself then, that now I see the fruits of my labors.

Tomorrow's day is already making me happy.

My most beautiful moment of happiness was when my love, Nuno Filipe, had prepared for me the most beautiful Valentine's day…. We went to the highest place in the region. Without me noticing anything, he took out two crystal glasses of champaign and a red roses bunch where there was a little note: with lots of love. And the best: a ring, a solitaire and the most important, lots of love…

What makes me happy is that my annuual medical appointment with my cardiologist was OK, and that even if unfortunately, she leaves the region,, she has found a cardiologist specialized, like her, in congenital hearth disease (my disease), who works in the region where I am move in, whom she knows well, and promised me that he is friendly.

What makes me happy is when my neighbour kindly offers me « tourtisseaux » to thank me for a small favour.

Hugs!

What makes me happy is the shivers I get when I hear a song that moves me.

What makes me happy is nature. Walking in the grass or on a beach, lying in fields, watching the sunset, picking wild leeks to make an omelette with them.

Cultivating my friendships is what makes me happy.

What makes me happy ? Scouting when I was young, then my commitment to a trade-union and a political party, my family – children, grandchildren and great-grandchildren, and hearing that my great-grandson Guillaume will soon be christened.

What makes me happy is holding one of the metro's double doors, while exchanging a smile, and vice-versa.

What makes me happy is running with people who are going to miss their train: not because I want to catch the train, but just for the pleasure of running and being out of breath...

Walking barefoot and feeling the sun under my feet.

The day when my son was born was a day full of happiness.

Happiness was when my adoptive brother and sister found their biological mother and also the 26th of August when I knew that I was cured of my cancer.

For me, happiness is a content life as a couple, sharing intense moments with another person, who I'm anxious to find again...

What makes me happy is the feeling of a smile!

I no longer remember exactly when, But it was approximately in 1996 that I decided to “do something with Internet” It took me until April 1997 to get together the equipment, the connections and the supplies, but then bang, I saw photos of people far away appearing before my eyes, with immediacy of connection and of memory. Wow. For each question I had to do with actual things, ideas or sources of ideas, or how to do something, etc. etc. I could find the reply in a few minutes, and that's when I realised: One doesn't need to know how to reach one's goal before one has decided it - simply dream it and the answers to how you can succeed are on Internet – even if you wish to work towards an enlightened planetary civilisation…

What makes me happy are those lives I dream of and those dreams I live in.

It's snowing. I didn't drink today (well… yeah, a little). I'm trying to answer your question… happiness ? For me this intense, deep emotion that moves me : I feel that I'm going to go away… I won't tremble anymore… live, that's all. Happiness is knowing that you can go away, happiness is the smile of someone who doesn't know that I'm an alcoholic. Happiness… is thinking that I'm normal. Happiness : being right, loyal, and honest.

I am happy because I found my P50 motorcycle that I had lost.

The soccer team makes me happy.

What makes me happy is receiving a message that is proof of a pardon granted by a friend...maybe found again.

My wife makes me happy… She helped me to discover what real life is like!!!

An evening between friends, with a little to drink of course. One of them accompanies you back to your taxi, one of the ones with whom you share the same complicity and sensitivity. And on a « goodbye » you steal a kiss from him, instead of an ordinary « see ya soon ». A kiss that lasts for a little while, a kiss he returns. The kind of kiss that makes you smile each time you think about it again and makes you happy.

What makes me happy is when there is music on the streets or in the metro. It gives me the impression that the quick steps of hurried people are in rhythm on the tempo, like an urban choreography !

lived my greatest happiness after having gone through a period of depression. I walk outside and I kneeled before the color of the starry sky and I told myself: God it's beautiful!

What makes me happy is to eat a chocolate filled pastry behind my archi (tecture) teacher's back!!!

What makes me happy is the first kiss in a love affair…The first craziest moments…

Hearing someone whistle will always be for me, synonymous with happiness. Thans Papy.

Laughing and playing with my son and swimming in the ocean

To feel the blending of warmth and cool in a summer evening, to drink a cool beer, to eat spiced olives, to hear my friends laugh, for me, that is happiness (in summer).

I thought it was only possible to die from sadness. But one day I nearly died from happiness when the man I had always loved from afar, but only ever hoped to talk to, came and talked to me. It was the most beautiful day of my life.

What makes me happy is when the supernatural gets revealed in my life. Coincidences, signs, dreams that come true with the impression that life organizes everything, lucid dreams.

What makes me happy is eating calamari beignets in the university restaurant.

What makes me happy is to be loved by the man of my life, a loving Canadian that fate put on my way.

What made me happy was being born into softness, joy and love, and knowing that when I open my door, all of it spreads out to the entire world.

A woman makes me happy.

What makes me happy now is to see the people who think of me.

What makes me happy is getting up on Sundays to prepare breakfast and going back to my bedroom to find my man rolled up in the blanket, like a spring roll.

What makes me happy is breathing deep and seeing a smile appear on my face while I realize that it's good to live, something I had forgotten for a moment.

What makes me happy is the sea. When I see it or when I think about it, I am really comfortable in my own being. Oh yes, it's boring but it's the ocean blue that makes me happy.