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 made me happy : learn that Caro and Math are excepting a baby !

All my travels.

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

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

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 to be with a friend and with the kids.

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.

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

What makes me happy is seeing my love, who lives in Toulouse, very soon.

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

What makes me happy is to see the others happy, my dearest, my friends, all the people I like.

What makes me happy is to get up in the morning and think that I'm still there despite the past difficulties.

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.

Classic happy moment, but true : waking up beside your love… a moment of pure tenderness… you wake from one dream to plunge into another…

Walking barefoot and feeling the sun under my feet.

The simplest feeling of happiness is to know that someone somewhere loves you.

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 !!!

lived my greatest happiness after having gone through a period of depression. I walk outside and I kneeled before the color of the starry sky and I told myself: God it's beautiful!

What made me happy, a waterfall.

What makes me wild with happiness is to think that I get life ahead of me to make all my dreams come true, to meet ‘the' woman willing to offer me some kids, to see my babies grow, to make a contribution to tolerance for everyone, and mostly do my best not to wake up one day and think that I have made a mess of my life…

What makes me happy is after washing my hands, to dry them in the hot air of the hand dryer. That marks a nice pause in my day.

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

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

To help people as much as I can makes me feel 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 see my baby's birth.

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

What makes me happy is seeing that the head of a busy bar can stop working for two minutes because he saw a blind man trying desperately to walk across a crosswalk and help him cross arm in arm… that really make me happy to witness scenes like that ! Long live solidarity between people of all horizons !!

Surprising a little sparrow while he's taking a bath in a puddle of water, that's what makes me really happy.

Oh… little everyday trifles make me happy … a smile, a hand in mine…a look, a laughing child…happiness is very relative…but we must know to appreciate the little things.

What makes me happy is to be loved by the man of my life, a loving Canadian that fate put on my way.

What warms my heart and makes me happy is when nothing relents, seeing that my ideas come back stronger and more definite.

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 be with a friend and with the kids.

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

What makes me happy, it is to crochet fine mats and advise some people how to do crochet and knitting.

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 to see his first name show up on my cell phone when at the same moment I'm thinking of him.

What makes me happy, it is in the morning when I wake up in my lover's arms and he kisses me lovingly

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 me happy is to have been able to get a good education « educazione » !

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.

The thing that makes me happiest is someone's love and people's respect and the world smiling at me.

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

What made me happy was when she showed me the stars and blew on my neck to warm me up.

What makes me happiest is laughing, with time, over things I've cried a lot about. That's how I finally tell myself that life is too beautiful but it's us who often see the world in black.

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.

What makes me happy is a cloudless sky.

What makes me happy is to experiment with love.

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

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 made me happy...I was five years old, I wanted a little sister and I got one the day before my birthday. That was my best gift!

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 my man's love.

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

What makes me happy …To share a meal and an evening with friends.

What makes me happy is a warm day with the wind and the blue sky of spring… A day like today.

A particular moment in the summer of 2002 really made me happy. My father and I went fishing to the little river going near my childhood's village, in rocky canyons. He fishes with the hand since he was a little boy and this year I was also successful when I got a fish with my hand. The atmosphere and this moment of complicity both made me reach heaven.

My grandfather's eyes that sparkled whenever he saw me arrive. The wind that strokes my face, the sun that warms up the heart and finally, just feeling alive!

I am happy when I travel around the world and get to know different possible ways of being 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 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 to see the smile of people I like and the sunset. It's to hear the voices melody and children laughing. It's to smell flowers perfume and that of hot coffee. It's to feel under my fingers the softness of the skin and the grains of a fine sand beach…

What makes me happy is to be on holiday.

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.

I am getting divorced, my husband prefers men, my 14-year-old daughter is pregnant, I am in love with a 22- year-old man who left for Mozambique, I am jobless, I am walking on air, Life is beautiful, I am alive ! Cool, isn't it ?

What makes me happy is that I have found a bigger appartment that mine for the same price in the region where I am moving (a region where real estate is normally more expensive than in my region).

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.

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 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.

I'm happy when I travel !