What makes me happiest is all the little daily pleasures... Why search so hard, look what we have near

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

When something wonderful appears in my life. Coincidences, signs, dreams which become reality with the impression that it's life which is organizing everything, lucid dreams.

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 my man's love.

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.

What makes me happy is that it's raining today instead of a day when the weather's nice.

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 !!!

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.

What makes me happy is to experiment with love.

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

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 be healthy.

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.

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 cracking my toes in bed instead of studying math during that time.

What makes me happy is telling myself that, whatever happens, if we separate or find each other again, whatever time passes, no one will be able to erase our most cherished memories.

What made me happy, it is when I was elected Miss France 2003 on december 14, 2002 and my great pleasure was when I saw my mother after that. In her eyes I could see how proud and happy she was. I think it is the most beautiful present I can offer her.

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 is to dream and imagine things about battles and love.

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 generosity of people who support Florence Aubenas and Hussein Hanoun. Finally solidarity doesn't end.

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

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

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 doing a task that, I feel, fits with me and my personnality.

What makes me happy is returning home, soaked, during a storm and hearing the rain beating against the windowpanes while I heat up tea!

One evening placed on his lower back, I thought about his little round body and I realized how happy I was to be a Daddy.

To see my baby's birth.

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 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. »

What makes me happy is to be pretty.

What makes me happy is getting up in the morning, stretching out on my sofa and letting the sun warms my bare feet through the window.

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

What makes me happy is little everyday moments like for example : sitting on the edge of a lake and contemplating nature, horsebackriding in the woods, among other examples.

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

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.

Smelling the scent of my children makes me happy.

What makes me happy is to go to the cinema with a girl who really appeals to me.

What does make me happy is to watch the waves lapping on the fine sand

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 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 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.

It's my children that make me happy : my son Samuel, who is 1, and my daughter Mélissa-Jade, who is 14, they are the most precious things I have on Earth.

What makes me happy is sharing my newspaper with a neighbor on the metro who reads it over my shoulder.

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 the feeling of a smile!

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

What has made me happy for 30 years is to live with an exceptional woman who is my wife, my friend, my confidante and my mistress all at the same time.

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 are those lives I dream of and those dreams I live in.

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

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

What makes me happy is thinking of the happy future waiting for me somewhere in the universe.

What makes me happy is getting a love letter meant for someone else... and getting a love letter really meant for me!

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

What makes me happy is telling myself that there are places where everything is simple and less heavy than this place, and that can be here if I want it to be.

What makes me happiest is the fact that a child can be born from me and that one day I'll have little toes in my belly...

What makes me happy is being with my family, spending time together, feeling all of their love, expressing how I feel, telling them, showing them.

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.

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.

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. »

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.

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

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.

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 most happy is when I see happy people. That's the reason why I try to make people happy. Sometimes a simple smile is enough…Fortunately there's a universal language that everybody can communicate with: the “language of the heart”.

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

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

What makes me happy is going to the Happython site every day, reading the testimonies of people filled with happiness ready to break up the sadness, to put my little foot on the wall, too. That puts sunshine in my eyes for the rest of the day.

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

Lots of things make me happy : I bought an appartment, I slept with a girl and I stopped smoking !

Tomorrow's day is already making me happy.