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 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 seeing whales in the distance spitting water, indifferent to the spectators sitting around a fire on this Zipolite beach.

What makes me happy is to have been able to get a job on my own.

What makes me happy at this moment is that I have got rid of everything in Paris, my job and a hard life, to retire and live in Tunisia at a wonderful man's side.

What makes me the most happy is the love of my future husband who, despite leukemia, helps me to overcome all in life.

I met a person in the metro that made me smile…for no reason and that made me happy.

What makes me happy is to have my family around: my parents Fouzia and Ahmed, my sisters Souad and Malek, and my brothers Hamdi and Faouzi! May God bless them all!

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.

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

What makes me happy is when my boyfriend tells me he loves me.

What makes me happy is when in the dreams' fall when the breath of the day raises my eyelids, I'm aware that the moment when finally I'll be free is close. Every minute, every second that goes by is a step towards our reunion, my darling, my Night, my life.

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

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

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

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.

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.

What makes me happy is the ability I have to express myself in any languages, even if that is not the spoken language, but by gestures or feelings.

For me, happiness is a content life as a couple, sharing intense moments with another person, who I'm anxious to find again...

Whenever I start to really like a person, I look at them straight in the eyes and I tell them that I love them (which is always true) : the glint that I see shine in their eyes, sometimes only for a fraction of a second, fills me with joy, and I am happy.

What makes me happy is chatting with my aunt on the internet and seeing her smile thanks to the webcam.

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

What made me happy was seeing whales in the distance spitting water, indifferent to the spectators sitting around a fire on this Zipolite beach.

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 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 when my husband tells me “I love you more than my life!”

What makes me happy is holding one of the metro's double doors, while exchanging a smile, and vice-versa.

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.

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 have a beautiful diploma.

I love to feel that boundaries don't exist here, smiles are the same everywhere, they can be exchanged in every language… that makes me happy.

What makes me happy is a state of mind and spiritual conscience.

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

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

What makes me happy is people who return my smiles and especially grannies, babies and good-looking

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 finally getting to use the internet !

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

What makes me happy is having sponsored a little african, who comes from Burundi !

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.

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

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

What makes me happy ? To create.

What makes me happy is seeing a smile erase the wrinkles on my husband's face.

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

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.

What made me happy lately was to hear that I was pregnant after so many fruitless attempts.

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 seeing the popcorn head of my love waking up.

The light and sparkles in children's eyes sometimes make me feel like crying with happiness.

What makes me happy is to eat a chocolate filled pastry behind my archi (tecture) teacher's back!!!

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.

I am happy when I can make a date with a very good-looking girl.

What makes me happy is eating calamari beignets in the university restaurant.

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 all that is beautiful, pure, frank and honest and that doesn't cost anything because these are the simplest things that are the most wonderful.

What makes my happy is that , currently, I only come across friendly people : the optician and her manager, the sales assistants of the sporting goods store ,of the hardware store and at the cultural goods (cds, dvds, books and video games) and craft arts stores , and the waiters and cashiers at the chinese restaurant).

What makes me happy is when my neighbour kindly offers me « tourtisseaux » to thank me for a small favour.

My first contact with her, my hands on her marvelous body, our first heartfelt words, our first steps along the Rhine to exchange, a little timidly, our visions of the world

The soccer team makes me happy.

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

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

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.

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 to be on holiday.

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

What makes me happy is to have been able to get a job on my own.

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

This is great !! The virus of happiness !! I'd like to give you my own definition of happiness... : “Happinees is like a butterfly. If you run after it, it will escape... But if you let it be, it will land softly on your shoulder...”

Seeing my son find his taste for life again makes me really happy !