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

What made me happy is an angel on the web who gave me a lot of happiness and love and I can't forget…

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 the idea of not waking up early in the morning, not taking the bus to school, not working, because studying too much can kill, but I do it anyway, I'm still happy.

What made me happy: Over, my first boyfriend at school, which I'll never forget.

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

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

I'm happy when I'm part of the happiness of the people around me.

What makes me happy is meeting passionate people. They always lend me an admiration like an imprint of their ardor, of their taste for life and love.

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

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

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

Overall, my friends (boys or girls) are the ones who make me happy, because they're always there for me.

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

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 !!!

I found a job after a long laborious search and that made me happy.

My greatest happiness has been the birth of my two children! One boy one girl:

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

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

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 a genuine and simple friendship.

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 : walking with your eyes closed to feel the natural elements.

What makes me happy is spending time with my friends, going out with them, sharing my deepest thoughts with them and feeling their trust.

Smelling the scent of my children makes me happy.

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

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

What makes me happy is learning that my parents are going to leave for a lover's weekend. After 23 years of marriage, isn't it still really cute?

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.

What makes me happy is a cloudless sky.

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

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).

One of the things I like to do is ….don't laugh at me ! It is to take off the shell of hard-boiled eggs. I adore that and it makes me 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 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 makes me happy is to think every morning when I read the happython, that I'm not the only one to think that way

What makes me happy is to have a cat.

What makes me happy is to be sitting outside a café with nothing to do but let my mind wander (daydream), sip my drink and watch people walk by.

To eat chips makes me happy

What makes me happy is when the people in the metro don't look just at their feet but at each other, and smile.

My job!

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

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 stop and enjoy a few quiet moments in my very busy life, so I can think of the distance covered, trials, moments of joy, and then I think that life is great!

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

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

What made me happy was to find out that I was pregnant with the child of the man of my life.

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.

The idea of free time makes me happy. Let me explain: life is such that we are always doing something, stressed, running around, always going faster... So, to programme some free time, time to do nothing, is an idea that gives me a real sense of happiness.

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

To know that there's at least one person on earth who loves me for who I am, who shares my sad and happy moments and who never gets fed up saying “I love you”.

Hugs!

What makes me happy is seeing my parents together.

Having a cat makes me happy.

What made me happy was my title of European champion of table tennins in all categories and my boyfriend.

What made me happy Tuesday was seeing my cashier at the supermarket.

What makes me happy is seeing my reflection in the eyes of my son.

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...

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 : learn that Caro and Math are excepting a baby !

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 that my three and a half year old son gets angry if someone wants to smush an insect or when he asks us to be quiet to not scare a bird.

What makes me happy is the idea that people would learn to love each other, without any feeling of racism. The world is everybody's…

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

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

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 having discovered Happython planet ! and sharing my happiness with others. I have hope for the best days.

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!!!

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

Well, what made me happy lately was the surprise to be invited by my friend in a smart restaurant very close by my home where I had wanted to go for a long time but I had not enough money!

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.