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

Life and loving others makes me happy.

What makes me happy is reading happython every morning in class. That puts me in a good mood for the rest of the day.

What makes me happy is to read Happython in Metro newspaper with my beloved chums every day.

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

My most beautiful moment of happiness was when my love, Nuno Filipe, had prepared for me the most beautiful Valentine's day…. We went to the highest place in the region. Without me noticing anything, he took out two crystal glasses of champaign and a red roses bunch where there was a little note: with lots of love. And the best: a ring, a solitaire and the most important, lots of love…

What makes me happy is a genuine and simple friendship.

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.

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.

Walking barefoot and feeling the sun under my feet.

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...

The day when I had to defend my DES thesis I was really happy because of all the things I had endured achieving the project.

What made me happy, a waterfall.

What makes me happy is to have been able to get a good education « educazione » !

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

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

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

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

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

What makes me happy is to get up in the morning and thank God for letting me sleep in peace.

My faith in God makes me feel happy.

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 !!!

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 making bread : to knead it, arrange the dough, cook it in my oven, and smell the aroma of fresh bread.

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.

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 is finally getting to use the internet !

What makes me happy is seeing my girlfriend after two or three days when we haven't seen each other and she has a smile on her lips... That means we aren't going to confuse ourselves.

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 eating calamari beignets in the university restaurant.

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

What makes me happy is my little 80-year-old mother, who is chock full of joyful projects : she's going to move into a new appartment.

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

To take the time to eat in a fine restaurant in Marseille and to savour the different meals…

What makes me happy is the enthusiasm I feel when I'm doing my work properly. I think that living for your vocation is the best way to be happy.

Having brought to light a vocation. My son was studying Sociology and Economic Sciences at the University of Jussieu. One summer I forced him to work in a hospital to earn some pocket money. He dropped his studies to study at the I.F.S.I. (Nurses Training School) Today, at 25 he is happy, his job is a true vocation. His patients are happy and me too, I'm happy

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

For me, what makes me happy is accomplishing the tasks I have to do... however small they are... the satisfaction of finished work...

I have just come out of a coma. Here it is : happiness is to be alive again.

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.

To see my rabbit smiles thanks to the web cam on the net (!).

What makes me happy is wheever I go beach and watch the clouds.

What makes me happy is being with my family, spending time together, feeling all of their love, expressing how I feel, telling them, showing them.

What makes me happy is the beauty of the sky.

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

What makes me happy is my man's love.

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

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

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.

What makes me happy is to know that I am the artist of my life ! Happiness exists provided I really want.

What makes me happy is seeing my parents together.

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 was to meet, totally by chance, the man who is now my husband. Thanks to fate, every day is a happy day.

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

Up until now nothing that I have accomplished or created in my life is worth mentioning compared to that freedom I have acquired through the fact of doing nothing to accomplish, change or improve anything in the world, including myself

What makes me happy is to be pretty.

What made me happy was when I played my first notes on the guitar a few months ago. So far I believed music was not for me.

What made me happy was to spend my birthday evening with my son and his girlfriend, and tomorrow it will be the same with my sister and her husband. Hurray for the family!

I am most happy when people thank me for holding the door for them on the metro. I leave with a lively step to the RER A.

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

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.

I'm in college prep, and what makes me happy is that my scores went from 2 over 20 to 4 over 20. I tell myself then, that now I see the fruits of my labors.

What makes me happy is to live without any worries.

What makes me happy is that everybody is fine.

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!

I was never as happy as I was two days ago when, opening the small package my love had nervously given to me, I discovered a pair of tiny shoes. I then understood that we were going to have a baby.

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

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

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

What makes me happy is getting back home after a long day at college, putting my hand in my mailbox and discovering a postcard from someone I love.

To see my baby's birth.

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...