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…

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

Happiness now is to feel I am starting afresh, even if I am alone, and to rely on the support of faithful friends and my granddaughter born 5 months ago, that is a dream and a revival in my life.

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.

What makes me happy is telling myself every morning, while reading the Happython, that I am not the only one who thinks like this.

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).

My cousing Mathilde, 3 and a half years old, was skeptical when we told her, after school, that her little sister had been born during the day. But if you had seen her when she finally met Alice, she was ovewhelmed with joy !!!

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 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 is when I find myself in the mountains again, simply in nature.

What makes me happy is that each and every day, I live…

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 the first kiss in a love affair…The first craziest moments…

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

So passionate, so tender, to hold me in your arms, kiss me gently and… tu make me fall on the bed ! You are so clumsy, my love, but how I love you, ooof ! I think about it in the metro, and I burst out laughing. I am happy.

What makes me happy is living the life I've always wanted to live.

What makes me happy is all that is beautiful, pure, frank and honest and that doesn't cost anything because these are the simplest things that are the most wonderful.

The idea of finding the love of my life makes me happy.

A child's spinning top on the carpet. What a pleasure to approach it, having watched it from afar, the memories coming back of those exquisite moments where colours mingled and filled rainbow eyes. I lean over, touch the top and play with it and that simple pleasure warms my heart, it turns, turns, turns...

What makes me happy is thinking through the best moments I've lived to determine which one is the best and thus reliving them.

My cousing Mathilde, 3 and a half years old, was skeptical when we told her, after school, that her little sister had been born during the day. But if you had seen her when she finally met Alice, she was ovewhelmed with joy !!!

What makes me happy is to eat everyday with my friends, each bite is for me a breath of life.

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 the idea that people would learn to love each other, without any feeling of racism. The world is everybody's…

What makes me happy is making up with a colleague ! ( a little daily pleasure)

What made me happy: Over, my first boyfriend at school, which I'll never forget.

What made me happy was leaving for Bordeaux.

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

Nothing makes me happier than to create something with my own hands, to prepare some tempting meal that we can all share together later, or to sew cushions myself. There is a magic in creating, making, concocting something with ones own hands. It is a proof that our hands are just an extension of our thoughts.

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.

My happiness is eating my favorite meal: pureed sausage.

What makes me happy every day, it is to see black slaves'sons and daughters appointed to fairly important positions, in a country where there were schools for Whites and schools for Blacks, buses for Whites and buses for Blacks, just very few decades ago.

Just now (apart from my wonderful family) the position of France, Germany, Russia, China and of course Belgium on the crisis in Irak, which shows there is some hope left. It gives me an immense happiness.

What makes me happy is to be with my friends with a friend called Sasi, and also Fiore and Dolores.

What makes me happy is to be in Italy.

What made me really happy? The first time my son smiled directly at me.

What makes me happy is the enthusiasm I feel when I'm doing my work properly. I think that living for your vocation is the best way to be happy.

What makes me happy is being able to hold onto my freedom that I can use again and again.

I love to feel that boundaries don't exist here, smiles are the same everywhere, they can be exchanged in every language… that makes me happy.

My children ‘s smiles make me happy.

I am happy when I can make a date with a very good-looking girl.

What makes me happy is the sunset above the sea.

What makes me happy is making bread : to knead it, arrange the dough, cook it in my oven, and smell the aroma of fresh bread.

Wednesday afternoon, I visit my grand mother at the old folks home. Our walk in the park brings us closer. Seeing her smile and her joy makes me happy.

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.

For a very long time I have wanted to play a musical instrument while avoiding the forbidding aspect of learning the solfeggio. By some wonderful chance, I saw a photo of a man. Playing the tampoura in the desert, the flash !

Ce qui m'a rendue heureuse c'est d'avoir eu ma fille.

What makes me happy is knowing that laughing works your abs!

To see my baby's birth.

What makes me happy is seeing that my best friend is always there, even when things aren't going well.

I am happy when I travel around the world and get to know different possible ways of being happy.

What makes me happy is to get up in the morning and thank God for letting me sleep in peace.

The day I decided to take myself by the hand again (I was quite depressed) made it so that, during this time, life itself made me happy...

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

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

What makes me happy is when I have the giggles and when I laugh so much so that I have a stomachache… I feel so well after shading tears of laughter.

The purest moment of happiness was my fiance's return to France after eight months spent in prison, in Turkey... All that because he had taken some papers! For now, it's my most beautiful moment.

0n Saint Valentin's night I decided to make love with a 40-year-old man. I was his little princess, I desired him so much that I was afraid. I was trembling. He made love with me as none had ever done . On that night I saw the wolf : happy.

The smile of a child after an X-ray treatment… A baby holding out his hand… All that makes me happy!!

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 really makes me happiest is seeing happy people around me, and what makes my heart smile is sharing my happiness with others.

As far as I'm concerned, what made me happy was to meet this great guy who I really love a lot.

What made me happy is when I was offered a chimpanzee, which was my dearest dream.

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...

What made me happy is when my boyfriend proposed to me, but also when the Americans demonstrated against war in Irak.

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.

Up until now nothing that I have accomplished or created in my life is worth mentioning compared to that freedom I have acquired through the fact of doing nothing to accomplish, change or improve anything in the world, including myself

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

I am learning to develop my ability to « not define » life, to melt into it rather than dominate it… and by so doing… I learn to love… and the more I love… the happier I am every day!

What makes me happy is to see animals.

What makes me happy ? The successful moments, the nice memories from my childhood.

What makes me happy is to think every morning when I read the happython, that I'm not the only one to think that way

Yesterday it rained, I strolled along the ocean, a photo was taken, a kiss, a laugh, warmed up again in a cafe, shared a chocolate cake and cherry tea.

Brought up and educated in Brazzaville, The Congo, by missionaries. A war has broken out... Everything is destroyed, the town devastated, there is nothing to be found anywhere. However with courage the sisters go back to work, open the nursery and primary schools without any materials. They send out an SOS to ex-pupils of which I am one. Since that time I am running around the shops with my limited means of a retired person. Paints, folding books, etc. etc.... meetings with the people who will carry my packages to Brazza. And in return I receive letters and drawings from little children thanking me and calling me godmother and sometimes mother, this is happiness !!!