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...

One evening placed on his lower back, I thought about his little round body and I realized how happy I was to be a Daddy.

lived my greatest happiness after having gone through a period of depression. I walk outside and I kneeled before the color of the starry sky and I told myself: God it's beautiful!

What makes me happy is to have come study french, start to understand it and eat Korean meals.

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 to be healthy.

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

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 to get up in the morning and thank God for letting me sleep in peace.

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 !!!

Just to hear some good news on the radio.

What makes me happy is knowing that laughing works your abs!

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

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

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.

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

What makes me happy is to see animals.

What makes me happy is life in general  Lots of good things happen to me, like my three boys...

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 to see happy sports people.

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

What makes me the happiest is to see the people I love happy.

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 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 : family meetings, children, grandchildren, great-grandchildren…

What makes me happy is seeing all the cherry trees blooming in Japan, and telling myself that nothing is more beautiful and nothing pleases us more than this langourous pink…

Happiness for me is to get miraculously cured of my disease.

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.

I found a job after a long laborious search and that made me happy.

Happiness now is to feel I am starting afresh, even if I am alone, and to rely on the support of faithful friends and my granddaughter born 5 months ago, that is a dream and a revival in my life.

What makes me happiest is the love of my future husband who, despite leukemia, helps me to get through life.

Tomorrow's day is already making me happy.

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.

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

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 ? Sitting between others, while I feel a little wind on my face and watch the sunset.

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

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 seeing my girlfriend in the morning on the train tell me « until tonight, my love, » and then leave listening to Chuck Berry singing « Johnny B. Goode. »

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 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 is seeing all the different colors and ethnicities in the metro when I run errands in the morning…

What makes me happy is my man's love.

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 chatting with my aunt on the internet and seeing her smile thanks to the webcam.

What makes me happy is leaving work on Friday afternoon and walking in Bordeaux for an hour savoring each minute of the beginning of my weekend !

What makes me happy is to experiment with love.

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.

What makes me happy is when the supernatural gets revealed in my life. Coincidences, signs, dreams that come true with the impression that life organizes everything, lucid dreams.

I am happy to have a large family and a girlfriend who shares my vision. I am happy to have a lucky star in my life professionally, financially, and for leisure, love and health.

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 seeing that the head of a busy bar can stop working for two minutes because he saw a blind man trying desperately to walk across a crosswalk and help him cross arm in arm… that really make me happy to witness scenes like that ! Long live solidarity between people of all horizons !!

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

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 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 feeling so small in front of a stormy ocean, smelling the spray on my face : I simply feel content, and I realize the futility of all my little everyday worries.

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

Financial independance gives me a peace of heart and a certain serenity and the fact of being loved comforts me. Loving a man and receiving love makes me forget my worries and brings me pleasure.

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

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

A wet spring evening simply makes me happy.

What made me happy...I'm going to be very original: the birth of my son! When they put him on my stomach and I saw his face for the first time.

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

What makes me happy is to have a special moment with my friends over an aperitif putting the world to rights.

What makes me happy is to prepare a good meal when my son comes home.

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

What made me happy : learn that Caro and Math are excepting a baby !

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 to get up in the morning and thank God for letting me sleep in peace.

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

What makes me happy is that, though I am agoraphobic, I have made a great friend Pascale thanks to Internet, and I thank her for having friendly feelings for me.

What makes me happy is falling in lovein the metro every morning ! Stranger from line 6, if you recognize yourself…

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.