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 ?

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 staying in contact with my old friends and making new friends.

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 are my kids' smiles in the morning.

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.

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 to be back on the education road.

What makes me happy is getting online at noon each day on one of the computers at med school with Celine and Arthur to leave messages on Happython !

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 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 getting a love letter meant for someone else... and getting a love letter really meant for me!

What makes me happy is seeing my daughters happy and in good health

My little world makes me happy… I first of all have all my pets: Loulou, Fofinha, Nina, Cleo, Cesar, Micas they are my dogs who, I can assure you, are also very happy with 3400 feet of field and two little houses… My cats: Tigrao, Faisca, Princesa who have 4 little kittens Milady, Aramis, Dartanhan, Portos… My tortoises whose names are: César and Cléopâtre…. My birds in big cage…

What makes me happy is to know that I am the artist of my life ! Happiness exists provided I really want.

What makes me happy is making up with a colleague ! ( a little daily pleasure)

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 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 to have come study french, start to understand it and eat Korean meals.

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

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

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

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

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.

My children ‘s smiles make me happy.

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

What makes me happy is finally being able to walk, because I was in a wheelchair.

What makes me happy is to have a beautiful diploma.

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

What makes me happy is to believe in life, to believe in me.

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

The soccer team makes me happy.

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 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.

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.

What makes me happy is leaving work on Friday afternoon and walking in Bordeaux for an hour savoring each minute of the beginning of my weekend !

It's when a simple look is enough.

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.

What makes me happy is making up with a colleague ! ( a little daily pleasure)

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.

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 telling myself that I am going to see the man of my dreams on my right during my classes.

What makes me happy is to be on holiday.

What made me happy was leaving for Bordeaux.

What made me happy was having found my Papa who I haven't seen for twenty-five years.

What makes me happy is getting online at noon each day on one of the computers at med school with Celine and Arthur to leave messages on Happython !

Financial independance gives me a peace of heart and a certain serenity and the fact of being loved comforts me. Loving a man and receiving love makes me forget my worries and brings me pleasure.

My job!

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 ? A bird singing in the morning when I get up.

The idea of finding the love of my life makes me happy.

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

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

What made me happy is when I was offered a chimpanzee, which was my dearest dream.

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.

What makes me happy is thinking about what's going to make me happy later. When I get my car, a job I like, so that I can fulfill my passion and live with the woman I love and who loves me too. My happiness is living free.

What makes me happy is that I'm in good health, I'm active, I've got good morals, and I rarely get angry!

I was never as happy as I was two days ago when, opening the small package my love had nervously given to me, I discovered a pair of tiny shoes. I then understood that we were going to have a baby.

I thought it was only possible to die from sadness. But one day I nearly died from happiness when the man I had always loved from afar, but only ever hoped to talk to, came and talked to me. It was the most beautiful day of my life.

Having a cat makes me happy.

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.

A child's spinning top on the carpet. What a pleasure to approach it, having watched it from afar, the memories coming back of those exquisite moments where colours mingled and filled rainbow eyes. I lean over, touch the top and play with it and that simple pleasure warms my heart, it turns, turns, turns...

For me, what makes me happy is accomplishing the tasks I have to do... however small they are... the satisfaction of finished work...

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.

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

My little world makes me happy… I first of all have all my pets: Loulou, Fofinha, Nina, Cleo, Cesar, Micas they are my dogs who, I can assure you, are also very happy with 3400 feet of field and two little houses… My cats: Tigrao, Faisca, Princesa who have 4 little kittens Milady, Aramis, Dartanhan, Portos… My tortoises whose names are: César and Cléopâtre…. My birds in big cage…

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

A kind of happiness that will never pass away is giving birth to a child, it is the most beautiful happiness to my mind.

What makes me happy is life... the simplicity of people... their joy of living and the smiles that surround me... I want to be happy with them like with myself... I want to live in the moment without ever forgetting the past that made me grow up so well.

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 !!!

What makes me happy, a great privelege in my heart, when my little 4-year-old friend, Joey, takes my hand, taking this gesture of love from this child who moves me, but completely... I become gaga with...

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.

My success (academic with honors) makes me happy.

What makes me happy is seeing my best friend again after almost two years apart.

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.