What makes me happy is finally getting to use the internet !

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

To take the time to eat in a fine restaurant in Marseille and to savour the different meals…

Each morning on my way to work, I read the newspaper and I hurry up to read the Happython. Often I find myself in what was said. Today, it's my turn. What makes me happy is going to bed early and waking up late when I don't have to work.

To see my baby's birth.

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

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.

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 be in Italy.

What makes me happy is to have left my parents' house.

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

What makes me happy is thinking that I've succeeded in getting out of many decades of abuse by myself. Others will succeed as well.

To help people as much as I can makes me feel happy.

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, today, is seeing a magnificent carpet of dead leaves at the foot of a tree and hearing a bird singing on the bare tree.

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.

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 the day when my mother told me that she was happy to have a daughter like me.

What makes me happy is that people read the little Happython phrases that I cut out of the newspaper and paste on the walls in my bathrooms. Even Charlotte, who is preschool, sometimes takes more than twenty minutes.

What makes me happy is life in general  Lots of good things happen to me, like my three boys...

What makes me happy is to be in Italy.

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

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.

My fall in the bus this afternoon because a good-looking boy gave me a smile and helped me to get up

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

What made me happy was to spend my birthday evening with my son and his girlfriend, and tomorrow it will be the same with my sister and her husband. Hurray for the family!

The day when my daughter Nouha was born, on July 4th, 2004 made me happy.

What makes me happy is that everybody is fine.

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

What made me happy was leaving for Bordeaux.

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.

What makes me happy is when the people in the metro don't look just at their feet but at each other, and smile.

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 like eating spaghetti and curly lettuce with some surimi, I like cuddles and playing with my friends, it makes me happy.

What makes me happy is reading happython every morning in class. That puts me in a good mood for the rest of the day.

What makes me happy is chatting with my aunt on the internet and seeing her smile thanks to the webcam.

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 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.

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.

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

I'm happy when my pupils smile in class and when they seem to be happy to be at school.

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

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 made me happy was to make a break in my job in order not to work any longer, to decide to care about myself and now to give priority to my happiness.

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

My first contact with her, my hands on her marvelous body, our first heartfelt words, our first steps along the Rhine to exchange, a little timidly, our visions of the world

What makes me happy is a cloudless sky.

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

To see my baby's birth.

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

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…

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.

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.

What makes me happy is to have a beautiful diploma.

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

What makes me happy is reading every little bit of joy in my children's eyes.

What makes me happy is seeing my girlfriend in the morning on the train tell me « until tonight, my love, » and then leave listening to Chuck Berry singing « Johnny B. Goode. »

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

What makes me happy is to be on holiday.

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.

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: to know that even far away, we can count on friends !

I'm happy when I'm part of the happiness of the people around me.

What made me happy lately was to hear that I was pregnant after so many fruitless attempts.

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

What made me happy was seeing whales in the distance spitting water, indifferent to the spectators sitting around a fire on this Zipolite beach.

What makes me happy is the feeling of a smile!

Just to hear some good news on the radio.

The fact that I've met my soul mate makes me happy.

What makes me happy is to take out all my toys.

What makes me happy is that, though I am agoraphobic, I have made a great friend Pascale thanks to Internet, and I thank her for having friendly feelings for me.

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.

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

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.

Love!