Giving birth to my two children made me happy.

What makes me happy is to be with a friend and with the kids.

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.

I'm a naturally happy person because I've learnt to see only the nice and positive side of what happens.

Hello everyone, what made me happy this summer was just swimming in the lake with warm sunbeams... letting myself be carried softly away by small waves.I find that that's complete happiness.. it's peace, calm, joy, it's relaxing... it's being happy... and all of that accompanied by my dear husband xxx -ps: the heat is much easier to stand that way hmm...

What makes me happy is to dream and imagine things about battles and love.

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

What makes me happy is to see happy sports people.

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

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.

My success (academic with honors) makes me happy.

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

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

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 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.

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

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.

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

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

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.

I am most happy when people thank me for holding the door for them on the metro. I leave with a lively step to the RER A.

To feel the blending of warmth and cool in a summer evening, to drink a cool beer, to eat spiced olives, to hear my friends laugh, for me, that is happiness (in summer).

What makes me happy is the generosity of people who support Florence Aubenas and Hussein Hanoun. Finally solidarity doesn't end.

What makes me happy are those lives I dream of and those dreams I live in.

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.

What made me happy was rowing with my father one night with a full moon, at 4 in the morning, in the Parana delta in Argentina.

What make me happy are the moments when my son has a great time playing basketball, and flawlessly.

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.

What makes me happy is seeing the face of Kalé, my coworker, light up when I make him read the last Happython

When I left alone to experience giving up everything, I had the impression that I was happy.

What makes me happy is knowing that I am loved for who I am and that fills my heart with emotion to have tears of it in my eyes ! Then I understand that life is more than magic. Thanks to life.

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.

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 have a special moment with my friends over an aperitif putting the world to rights.

I'm a naturally happy person because I've learnt to see only the nice and positive side of what happens.

What makes me happy is my little 80-year-old mother, who is chock full of joyful projects : she's going to move into a new appartment.

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

The day when I had to defend my DES thesis I was really happy because of all the things I had endured achieving the project.

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 !!!

My faith in God makes me feel happy.

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.

To be happy, I need calm and tranquillity, to be loved and love, sunshine and perfect happiness ( a little water, some fruit, my garden on my island) and peace in the world.

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

What makes me happy ? To be a granny, nothing is more beautiful than to see your family grow larger and be able to play the doting mother again. It makes you feel young again.

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.

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

This morning, while feeding my fish, the ingrates finally recognized me ! I was crazy with joy ! (laughs)

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 be pretty.

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. »

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 to see this little twig of a woman who is my mother smile and laugh, each time it's…

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

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

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.

Life and loving others makes me happy.

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…

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.

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

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

What makes me happy is when you resuscitate a baby and suddenly hear his first cry of life tearing the silence of the room.

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

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.

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

What makes me happy is seeing all the cherry trees blooming in Japan, and telling myself that nothing is more beautiful and nothing pleases us more than this langourous pink…

What makes me happy is seeing my sweetie smile while reading the Happython each day.

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

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.

To travel to Europe to see my brother's son who was born the day before yesterday.

When he holds me in his arms, my head goes “pssshit.”

Just to hear some good news on the radio.

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.

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.

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 ?