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...

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 after washing my hands, to dry them in the hot air of the hand dryer. That marks a nice pause in my day.

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.

What makes me happy is really knowing that one day I'll have enough power to spread love and happiness.

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

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.

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 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 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 holding one of the metro's double doors, while exchanging a smile, and vice-versa.

What made me happy ? After loving lots of men, I fell in love with a woman and for that wonderful love, I gave up men and my former way of life. But it is worth while, I love and I am loved, peaceful and completely happy, that great affection…

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

What makes me happy is that people read the little Happython phrases that I cut out of the newspaper and paste on the walls in my bathrooms. Even Charlotte, who is preschool, sometimes takes more than twenty minutes.

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 seeing my daughters happy and in good health

What made me happy was leaving for Bordeaux.

What makes me happy : Luigi who plays the guitar !

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.

For a very long time I have wanted to play a musical instrument while avoiding the forbidding aspect of learning the solfeggio. By some wonderful chance, I saw a photo of a man. Playing the tampoura in the desert, the flash !

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.

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

What makes me happy is to eat everyday with my friends, each bite is for me a breath of life.

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.

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

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 doing a task that, I feel, fits with me and my personnality.

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

What makes me happy!!! Well, I'm only 17 years old, so my happiness is far from complete, but I'll say that what makes me happy is seeing people smile.

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

The fact that I've met my soul mate makes me happy.

What makes me happy is to go to the cinema with a girl who really appeals to me.

All my travels.

Just to hear some good news on the radio.

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 seeing her in the morning, brushing her teeth in her robe, her gaze far away. I look at her, and our eyes meet.

What makes me happy is to take out all my toys.

What makes me happy is when my husband tells me “I love you more than my life!”

I am happy as soon as I get home from the office in the evening and see my child's smile.

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

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

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

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 be with a friend and with the kids.

What makes me happy is to read every morning the Happython when I'm in class. It puts me in a good mood for all the day.

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

What makes me happy is that it's raining today instead of a day when the weather's nice.

What makes me happy is to be healthy.

Ce qui m'a rendue heureuse c'est d'avoir eu ma fille.

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.

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.

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

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.

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 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 me happy is to love and be loved

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 is finding the right temperature of water in the shower right away… I hate cold showers…

My marriage has made me happy.

What makes me happy is that I've found my ideal girl.

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 happiest is the fact that a child can be born from me and that one day I'll have little toes in my belly...

What makes me happy is to be loved by the man of my life, a loving Canadian that fate put on my way.

What makes me happy is to be with my friends with a friend called Sasi, and also Fiore and Dolores.

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.

Tomorrow's day is already making me happy.

I'm happy when my pupils smile in class and when they seem to be happy to be at school.

Hugs!

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.

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.

Lots of things make me happy : I bought an appartment, I slept with a girl and I stopped smoking !

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.