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

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

When he holds me in his arms, my head goes “pssshit.”

A wet spring evening simply makes me happy.

It's snowing. I didn't drink today (well… yeah, a little). I'm trying to answer your question… happiness ? For me this intense, deep emotion that moves me : I feel that I'm going to go away… I won't tremble anymore… live, that's all. Happiness is knowing that you can go away, happiness is the smile of someone who doesn't know that I'm an alcoholic. Happiness… is thinking that I'm normal. Happiness : being right, loyal, and honest.

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.

Happiness was when my adoptive brother and sister found their biological mother and also the 26th of August when I knew that I was cured of my cancer.

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 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, today, is seeing a magnificent carpet of dead leaves at the foot of a tree and hearing a bird singing on the bare tree.

The fact that I've met my soul mate makes me happy.

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.

My success (academic with honors) makes me happy.

What makes me happy is to eat braised fish with my fingers, in the shade of a tree, in the Ivory Coast, and to watch the sunrise on Buttes Chaumont Park.

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

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.

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

Walking barefoot and feeling the sun under my feet.

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

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.

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 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 to read Happython in Metro newspaper with my beloved chums every day.

What makes me happy is when I have the giggles and when I laugh so much so that I have a stomachache… I feel so well after shading tears of laughter.

My children ‘s smiles make me happy.

A woman makes me happy.

What makes me happy is to see the others happy, my dearest, my friends, all the people I like.

Getting married to someone I love. A nice trip with my family. Having a good job!

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 seeing my sweetie smile while reading the Happython each day.

For a very long time I have wanted to play a musical instrument while avoiding the forbidding aspect of learning the solfeggio. By some wonderful chance, I saw a photo of a man. Playing the tampoura in the desert, the flash !

Cultivating my friendships is 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!!

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 my happy is that , currently, I only come across friendly people : the optician and her manager, the sales assistants of the sporting goods store ,of the hardware store and at the cultural goods (cds, dvds, books and video games) and craft arts stores , and the waiters and cashiers at the chinese restaurant).

What made me happy ? It is probably slight …I met a totally exceptional man on a chat one year and ten days ago (de visu).

What makes me happy is that my three and a half year old son gets angry if someone wants to smush an insect or when he asks us to be quiet to not scare a bird.

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 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.

Surprising my brother and seeing the happiness on his face, that's enough to make me happy.

What makes me happy is seeing my bunny thanks to the webcam.

To know that there's at least one person on earth who loves me for who I am, who shares my sad and happy moments and who never gets fed up saying “I love you”.

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 to be on holiday.

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

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

What makes me happy is to experiment with love.

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

What makes me happy is thinking of the happy future waiting for me somewhere in the universe.

What makes me happy is to be back on the education road.

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 are my kids' smiles in the morning.

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

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 to have come study french, start to understand it and eat Korean meals.

What makes me happy is when there is music on the streets or in the metro. It gives me the impression that the quick steps of hurried people are in rhythm on the tempo, like an urban choreography !

The fact that I've met my soul mate makes me happy.

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

What makes me happy is to be with my friends with a friend called Sasi, and also Fiore and Dolores.

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

What makes me happy is to have been able to get a job on my own.

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

All my travels.

My marriage has made me happy.

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

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

My job!

It's when a simple look is enough.

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

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 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 seeing the popcorn head of my love waking up.