Giving birth to my two children made me happy.

What made me happy is an angel on the web who gave me a lot of happiness and love and I can't forget…

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

My wife makes me happy… She helped me to discover what real life is like!!!

What makes me happy is that, despite all the world's problems, there are at least 20318 happy people.

What fills me with joy is simply that a smile from me can make my companion happy and make him smile too.

What makes me happy is receiving a message that is proof of a pardon granted by a friend...maybe found again.

For me, it's the sea that makes me happy!!! When I see it or just even think about it I feel good deep inside. It might be quite trivial but the blue ocean makes me 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. »

What makes me happy is cracking my toes in bed instead of studying math during that time.

What makes me happy is to eat a chocolate filled pastry behind my archi (tecture) teacher's back!!!

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 makes me happy is reading or writing to my loved ones. It's knowing that I am there for them and that they're there for me.

What makes me happy is finally being myself in my own eyes and in the eyes of my loved ones.

What makes me happy is the day when my mother told me that she was happy to have a daughter like me.

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.

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.

Life is at the base. I know well that there are ups and downs, it's like that, but there's the fun and that's what makes me happy.

The smile of a child after an X-ray treatment… A baby holding out his hand… All that makes me happy!!

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 have been able to get a job on my own.

What makes me happy is telling myself that there are places where everything is simple and less heavy than this place, and that can be here if I want it to be.

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.

A wet spring evening simply makes me happy.

What makes me happy is people who return my smiles and especially grannies, babies and good-looking

Life and loving others makes me happy.

I met a person in the metro that made me smile…for no reason and that made me happy.

What makes me happy is the sunset above the sea.

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 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 the sea. When I see it or when I think about it, I am really comfortable in my own being. Oh yes, it's boring but it's the ocean blue that makes me happy.

Just to hear some good news on the radio.

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

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 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.

What makes me happy is to love and be loved

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 that everybody is fine.

What makes me happy is sharing my newspaper with a neighbor on the metro who reads it over my shoulder.

What makes me happy is that, despite all the world's problems, there are at least 20318 happy people.

What makes me happy is when in the dreams' fall when the breath of the day raises my eyelids, I'm aware that the moment when finally I'll be free is close. Every minute, every second that goes by is a step towards our reunion, my darling, my Night, my life.

See and have the sun when I get up in the morning!

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

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 ? The field of grapefruit in pink mornings.

Someone who is able to listen to you, to have a discussion with you. Also to be able to open your heart to someone who knows about human qualities.

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.

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 ?

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 wild with happiness is to think that I get life ahead of me to make all my dreams come true, to meet ‘the' woman willing to offer me some kids, to see my babies grow, to make a contribution to tolerance for everyone, and mostly do my best not to wake up one day and think that I have made a mess of my life…

What made me happy, it is when I was elected Miss France 2003 on december 14, 2002 and my great pleasure was when I saw my mother after that. In her eyes I could see how proud and happy she was. I think it is the most beautiful present I can offer her.

What makes me happy is seeing my love, who lives in Toulouse, very soon.

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!

What makes me happy is to skid and slide in front of the tobacco shop !

What makes me happy is to be on holiday.

What made me happy is when I was offered a chimpanzee, which was my dearest dream.

What makes me happy is to experiment with love.

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 being a great-great grandfather.

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 to see the others happy, my dearest, my friends, all the people I like.

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.

I am happy when I do well in my studies.

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 be pretty.

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 really knowing that one day I'll have enough power to spread love and happiness.

What makes me happy is breathing deep and seeing a smile appear on my face while I realize that it's good to live, something I had forgotten for a moment.

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

What makes me happy is being at the foot of a mountain or a hill and looking at the summit telling it « Soon !, », then marching on to sweat, breathe, suffer a little, climb up to that summit and tell yourself : « I did it. Thank you ». Just a challenge between you and nature. That's one of the most beautiful things in the world.

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

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

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.

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

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...