Hello everyone, what made me happy this summer was just swimming in the lake with warm sunbeams... letting myself be carried softly away by small waves.I find that that's complete happiness.. it's peace, calm, joy, it's relaxing... it's being happy... and all of that accompanied by my dear husband xxx -ps: the heat is much easier to stand that way hmm...

What makes me happy: to know that even far away, we can count on friends !

What makes me happy, you see, is that I live fully in the present moment. I savor each minute with pure delicacy, that's all!

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.

After going on holidays alone, I come back home and I find my dog. It makes me happy.

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.

To eat chips makes me happy

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.

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What makes me happy : all the young people getting involved in the life of a new family…and those babies continuing life.

What makes me happy is to read every morning the Happython when I'm in class. It puts me in a good mood for all the day.

What makes me happy is my little 80-year-old mother, who is chock full of joyful projects : she's going to move into a new appartment.

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

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

I found a job after a long laborious search and that made me happy.

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 to prepare a good meal when my son comes home.

What makes me happy is spending time with my friends, going out with them, sharing my deepest thoughts with them and feeling their trust.

What makes me happy is to please to my parents so that they are proud of me. Thank you Dad and Mum, I'm madly in love with you!!!

What makes me the most happy is the love of my future husband who, despite leukemia, helps me to overcome all in life.

What makes me happy is feeling so small in front of a stormy ocean, smelling the spray on my face : I simply feel content, and I realize the futility of all my little everyday worries.

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 the happiest is to see the people I love happy.

Yesterday at work, I thought myself the black beast and eight girls offered me chocolate. I live in Japan, and, here, it's the women who offer chocolate to men. My day had started very badly, and finished very well…

What makes me happy is the surge of love that invades my heart in the most numb of her lyrics…

A moment of happiness: the kiss from this little girl who thanked me for having cured her mommy. What made me happy yesterday was passing the evening with the man I love, dancing all night with him and showing him that his black skin and my white skin show at the same time both contrast and harmony.

What makes me happy is seeing my reflection in the eyes of my son.

What makes me happy is seeing the face of Kalé, my coworker, light up when I make him read the last Happython

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 seeing my sweetie smile while reading the Happython each day.

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.

What makes me happy is that, despite all the world's problems, there are at least 20318 happy people.

What makes me happy is having discovered Happython planet ! and sharing my happiness with others. I have hope for the best days.

My referee diploma made me happy.

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 doing little things every day and realizing that those are what bring lots of happiness.

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 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.

Happiness is in my nature, I always say that the sun is shining in my head. What makes me happy is loving life and every day there's always the same intensity inside me.

What makes me happy is to be back on the education road.

Happiness is when I see my mother again, for whom I'll always be the same kid (even if I'm not this kid anymore) and to see her face lighting up and smiling.

What makes me happy is doing a task that, I feel, fits with me and my personnality.

The day I passed my driving license I was really happy because I had always thought I was useless

What made me happy is that my best friend came with her boyfriend and offered me to go out to take my mind off things because I had just been chucked.

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.

I am happy as soon as I get home from the office in the evening and see my child's smile.

What makes me happy is to be at the bottom of a mountain, a hill…watching the top and say to it: “see you soon”… To walk, sweat, breath, sometimes to suffer a little… and reach the top and think: “I've done it, thank you”. Just a challenge with nature. This is one of the most wonderful things in the world.

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 my happy is that , currently, I only come across friendly people : the optician and her manager, the sales assistants of the sporting goods store ,of the hardware store and at the cultural goods (cds, dvds, books and video games) and craft arts stores , and the waiters and cashiers at the chinese restaurant).

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

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 writing a message to Happython and knowing that one day, maybe, my testimony with help spread the virus of happiness.

To see my rabbit smiles thanks to the web cam on the net (!).

The happiest day of my live was when I left the hole I was hidden in for a month during the war in Rwanda. That day, the sun shone like it will no longer and the breeze was a caress that no man has ever given me. It was June 21, 1994 around 3 :00 p.m. I was 14.

It's to seat down at Cais Do Sodré and look at my country.

What makes me happy is being at the foot of a mountain or a hill and looking at the summit telling it « Soon !, », then marching on to sweat, breathe, suffer a little, climb up to that summit and tell yourself : « I did it. Thank you ». Just a challenge between you and nature. That's one of the most beautiful things in the world.

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

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.

What makes me happy is to have a special moment with my friends over an aperitif putting the world to rights.

Someone who is able to listen to you, to have a discussion with you. Also to be able to open your heart to someone who knows about human qualities.

Happiness for me is to get miraculously cured of my disease.

What makes me happy is to have come study french, start to understand it and eat Korean meals.

Tomorrow's day is already making me happy.

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

What makes me happy is to have been able to get a job on my own.

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

What makes me happy is my calm spirit

The idea of free time makes me happy. Let me explain: life is such that we are always doing something, stressed, running around, always going faster... So, to programme some free time, time to do nothing, is an idea that gives me a real sense of happiness.

What makes me happy? The sun, books, wine, when I have a good idea, a good conversation

What makes me happy is to experiment with love.

What makes me happy is the ability I have to express myself in any languages, even if that is not the spoken language, but by gestures or feelings.

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

What makes me happy is the shoo-shoobidoos, the waboo waboos and all the rest.

Whenever I start to really like a person, I look at them straight in the eyes and I tell them that I love them (which is always true) : the glint that I see shine in their eyes, sometimes only for a fraction of a second, fills me with joy, and I am happy.

Yesterday evening, out to see the lights of Lyon, I found myself in the park of la Tête d'Or, on a path with lights and sounds so surreal…and relaxing ! A real moment of happiness after a day of hard work.