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

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 that I'm in good health, I'm active, I've got good morals, and I rarely get angry!

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

What makes me happy is to listen to Danièle's music, dance the tarentelle and tammurriata and sing with my friends (especially napolitean songs).

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

The day when my son was born was a day full of happiness.

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 is people who return my smiles and especially grannies, babies and good-looking

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...

Cultivating my friendships is what makes me happy.

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.

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 to talk to people and to learn something from 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.

What makes me happy is reading or writing to my loved ones. It's knowing that I am there for them and that they're there for me.

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

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 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.

feel like the Tibetan climbing the sacred mountain ! Happiness is not the end of the path, but happiness is the very path.

What makes me happy : Luigi who brought me a chocolate egg, only for me !

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

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!

My 14 years old son has a very worn stuffed bear and I hadn't been able to find one just like it to replace it. Today, I search online and I finally found it. I order four in advance and I feel like the happiest of all mothers.

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 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 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 to prepare a good meal when my son comes home.

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

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

My job!

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.

For you I am not merely a thing, my happiness is you, Pilou.

What makes me happy is being able to hold onto my freedom that I can use again and again.

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

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

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.

I like eating spaghetti and curly lettuce with some surimi, I like cuddles and playing with my friends, it makes me happy.

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.

Tomorrow's day is already making me happy.

What makes me most happy is when I see happy people. That's the reason why I try to make people happy. Sometimes a simple smile is enough…Fortunately there's a universal language that everybody can communicate with: the “language of the heart”.

What makes me happy is telling myself every morning, while reading the Happython, that I am not the only one who thinks like this.

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, it's the sea that makes me happy!!! When I see it or just even think about it I feel good deep inside. It might be quite trivial but the blue ocean makes me happy.

What makes me happy is to share my newspaper with somebody next to me in the tube that reads over my shoulder!

What makes me happy is to listen to Danièle's music, dance the tarentelle and tammurriata and sing with my friends (especially napolitean songs).

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 has made me happy for 30 years is to live with an exceptional woman who is my wife, my friend, my confidante and my mistress all at the same time.

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

What makes me happy is my calm spirit

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? Well, I've been married to the man I adore for 36 and we are going to celebrate our 30th marriage anniversary next October 28. We have two sons, 22 and 29 years old, I am surrounded by love. Each second of my life I find a little happiness.

Surprising my brother and seeing the happiness on his face, that's enough to make me happy.

Happiness is in my nature, I always say that the sun is shining in my head. What makes me happy is loving life and every day there's always the same intensity inside me.

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

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.

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

The purchase of a house in the country made me happy. It gave me a goal.

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 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.

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 the shivers I get when I hear a song that moves me.

What makes me happy ? A bird singing in the morning when I get up.

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

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

What makes me happy is the happiness of others surrounding me.

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

What makes me happy : walking with your eyes closed to feel the natural elements.

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

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 getting up in the morning, stretching out on my sofa and letting the sun warms my bare feet through the window.