What makes me happy is seeing middle aged couples still walking together hand in hand.

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 makes me happy is to experiment with love.

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

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 reading every little bit of joy in my children's eyes.

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

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

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 snakes and when my parents accepted to get one at home.

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.

What makes me happy is to talk to people and to learn something from them.

What makes me happy is to be pretty.

Walking barefoot and feeling the sun under my feet.

What makes me happy : family meetings, children, grandchildren, great-grandchildren…

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!

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 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 ? To be a granny, nothing is more beautiful than to see your family grow larger and be able to play the doting mother again. It makes you feel young again.

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 to be loved by the man of my life, a loving Canadian that fate put on my way.

My relationship makes me very happy. I really have the impression that I create that every day. What allowed me to live this relationship, was when I started to respect myself and to listen to myself. Of course the other person senses that and naturally comes to you without effort. Afterwards the secret is not to tie the net, not to become a living prison, but on the contrary to open up the space with kind attention and love. Programme for a beautiful relationship: - Respect it – Listen to oneself (and the other too !) – Encourage light thoughts towards the other – Continue as if you were alone - Love the other person tenderly - Have fun together.

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

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!!!

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 seeing my reflection in the eyes of my son.

What makes me happy is having discovered Happython planet ! and sharing my happiness with others. I have hope for the best days.

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.

Life and loving others makes me happy.

The thing that makes me happiest is someone's love and people's respect and the world smiling at me.

What makes me happy is when I find myself in the mountains again, simply in nature.

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 ?

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

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 !!!

It's my children that make me happy : my son Samuel, who is 1, and my daughter Mélissa-Jade, who is 14, they are the most precious things I have on Earth.

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 fall in the bus this afternoon because a good-looking boy gave me a smile and helped me to get up

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

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

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…

Cultivating my friendships is what makes me happy.

To see my baby's birth.

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

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

Hearing that a friend is expecting a baby makes me happy.

Giving birth to my two children made me happy.

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

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.

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

What made me happy was being born into softness, joy and love, and knowing that when I open my door, all of it spreads out to the entire world.

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.

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.

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

Most importantly a woman in my life and then my studies that have made me the person I am now.

All my travels.

What makes me happy is seeing that my best friend is always there, even when things aren't going well.

What makes me happy is the sunset above the sea.

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

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

What makes me happy? My new life with the man of my life hihihi !

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.

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.

What makes me happy is snakes and when my parents accepted to get one at home.

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…

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

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 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 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 to have been able to get a good education « educazione » !

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.