My 14 years old son has a very worn stuffed bear and I hadn't been able to find one just like it to replace it. Today, I search online and I finally found it. I order four in advance and I feel like the happiest of all mothers.

For you I am not merely a thing, my happiness is you, Pilou.

My job!

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

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.

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 the feeling of a smile!

I met a person in the metro that made me smile…for no reason and that made me happy.

For me, it's the sea that makes me happy!!! When I see it or just even think about it I feel good deep inside. It might be quite trivial but the blue ocean makes me happy.

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

What makes me happy is a genuine and simple friendship.

What makes me happy, hmm... The first is waking up and seeing sunbeams... the second is payday... the third is my last day at work!

What made me happy was seeing that people haven't yet forgotten Ingrid Bettancourt and her thousand-day-detention, November 19, 2004.

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

What makes me happy is to live without any worries.

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

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.

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!!!

I adore my little kitten's caresses. That makes me happy.

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

What fills me with joy is simply that a smile from me can make my companion happy and make him smile too.

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.

What makes me happy, hmm... The first is waking up and seeing sunbeams... the second is payday... the third is my last day at work!

What makes me happy is listening to Metallica while petting a kitten.

The soccer team makes me happy.

My five year old daughter told me : « Mommy, when you die, I will take all my treasures and I will give them to you when you return as a little baby. » That day, I felt a great surge of happiness

What makes me happy is the existence of people on this earth who ask me what makes me happy.

I'm happy every morning when my man snuggles up to me saying: “good morning, darling, I'm here next to you”. I shiver.

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

What made me happy, a waterfall.

What makes me happy is to create as many problems as possible.

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

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. »

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 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 spending time with my friends, going out with them, sharing my deepest thoughts with them and feeling their trust.

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

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

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.

What makes me happy is to eat braised fish with my fingers, in the shade of a tree, in the Ivory Coast, and to watch the sunrise on Buttes Chaumont Park.

What makes me happy ? Sitting between others, while I feel a little wind on my face and watch the sunset.

What makes me happy is reading or writing to my loved ones. It's knowing that I am there for them and that they're there for 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.

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 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 seeing my girlfriend after two or three days when we haven't seen each other and she has a smile on her lips... That means we aren't going to confuse ourselves.

What makes me happy is seeing her in the morning, brushing her teeth in her robe, her gaze far away. I look at her, and our eyes meet.

What made me happy...I'm going to be very original: the birth of my son! When they put him on my stomach and I saw his face for the first time.

Seeing my son find his taste for life again makes me really happy !

Yesterday it rained, I went for a walk with Deal along the ocean, we took photos of each other, we kissed each other, we laughed, we warmed up in a pub, and we shared a chocolate cake and a cherry tea.

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, it is to crochet fine mats and advise some people how to do crochet and knitting.

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

My relationship makes me very happy. I really have the impression that I create that every day. What allowed me to live this relationship, was when I started to respect myself and to listen to myself. Of course the other person senses that and naturally comes to you without effort. Afterwards the secret is not to tie the net, not to become a living prison, but on the contrary to open up the space with kind attention and love. Programme for a beautiful relationship: - Respect it – Listen to oneself (and the other too !) – Encourage light thoughts towards the other – Continue as if you were alone - Love the other person tenderly - Have fun together.

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

What makes me happy is the feeling of a smile!

What makes me happy is really knowing that one day I'll have enough power to spread love and happiness.

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.

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

What makes me happy is doing little things every day and realizing that those are what bring lots of happiness.

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.

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 having being able to create and form a happy couple with children.

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

What makes me happy, even if it may look strange, it is when I drive to work in the morning.

What made me happy was seeing that people haven't yet forgotten Ingrid Bettancourt and her thousand-day-detention, November 19, 2004.

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

To eat chips makes me happy

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

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

Having brought to light a vocation. My son was studying Sociology and Economic Sciences at the University of Jussieu. One summer I forced him to work in a hospital to earn some pocket money. He dropped his studies to study at the I.F.S.I. (Nurses Training School) Today, at 25 he is happy, his job is a true vocation. His patients are happy and me too, I'm happy