The day I decided to take myself by the hand again (I was quite depressed) made it so that, during this time, life itself made me happy...

What makes me happy is getting up on Sundays to prepare breakfast and going back to my bedroom to find my man rolled up in the blanket, like a spring roll.

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

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.

My success (academic with honors) makes me happy.

What makes me happy is that when I walk in the street, my steps are exactly as long as the bands on the crosswalk. I feel like I'm in harmony with my environment

What makes me happy is to be in Italy.

What makes me happy is seeing a smile erase the wrinkles on my husband's face.

What makes me happy is to be pretty.

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

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

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

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.

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 make me happy are the moments when my son has a great time playing basketball, and flawlessly.

What makes me happy is doing a task that, I feel, fits with me and my personnality.

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

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

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 to go to the cinema with a girl who really appeals to me.

What makes me happy is finally getting to use the internet !

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.

Smelling the aroma of the pizza that's baking in my oven and thinking that I'm going treat myself !

What made me happy was when she showed me the stars and blew on my neck to warm me up.

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

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 now is to see the people who think of me.

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

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

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

What makes me happy is to create as many problems as possible.

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

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.

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

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 the beauty of the sky.

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

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.

What makes me happy is having sponsored a little african, who comes from Burundi !

My marriage has made me happy.

What makes me happiest is laughing, with time, over things I've cried a lot about. That's how I finally tell myself that life is too beautiful but it's us who often see the world in black.

What makes me happy is to live without any worries.

What makes me happy is really knowing that one day I'll have enough power to spread love and 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 nature. Walking in the grass or on a beach, lying in fields, watching the sunset, picking wild leeks to make an omelette with them.

It's to seat down at Cais Do Sodré and look at my country.

What makes me happy is to see this little twig of a woman who is my mother smile and laugh, each time it's…

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

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.

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

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.

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.

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

Hello everyone, what made me happy this summer was just swimming in the lake with warm sunbeams... letting myself be carried softly away by small waves.I find that that's complete happiness.. it's peace, calm, joy, it's relaxing... it's being happy... and all of that accompanied by my dear husband xxx -ps: the heat is much easier to stand that way hmm...

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

To feel loved by my surroundings and to be able to return that love makes me happy.

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.

The idea of free time makes me happy. Let me explain: life is such that we are always doing something, stressed, running around, always going faster... So, to programme some free time, time to do nothing, is an idea that gives me a real sense of happiness.

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

A wet spring evening simply makes me happy.

What makes me happy, it is to crochet fine mats and advise some people how to do crochet and knitting.

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

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 the happiness of others surrounding me.

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.

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

Freedom makes me feel happy.

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

What makes me happy is being in an excellent mood and knowing how to share it with those around me.

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

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

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

What makes me happy is doing little things every day and realizing that those are what bring lots of happiness.