The day when my son was born was a day full of happiness.

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

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.

What makes me happy at this moment is that I have got rid of everything in Paris, my job and a hard life, to retire and live in Tunisia at a wonderful man's side.

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”.

Laughing and playing with my son and swimming in the ocean

What makes me happy is seeing my daughters happy and in good health

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 made me happy was to find out that I was pregnant with the child of the man of my life.

I no longer remember exactly when, But it was approximately in 1996 that I decided to “do something with Internet” It took me until April 1997 to get together the equipment, the connections and the supplies, but then bang, I saw photos of people far away appearing before my eyes, with immediacy of connection and of memory. Wow. For each question I had to do with actual things, ideas or sources of ideas, or how to do something, etc. etc. I could find the reply in a few minutes, and that's when I realised: One doesn't need to know how to reach one's goal before one has decided it - simply dream it and the answers to how you can succeed are on Internet – even if you wish to work towards an enlightened planetary civilisation…

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.

A moment of happiness: the kiss from this little girl who thanked me for having cured her mommy. What made me happy yesterday was passing the evening with the man I love, dancing all night with him and showing him that his black skin and my white skin show at the same time both contrast and harmony.

What made me happy was leaving for Bordeaux.

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

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.

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 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.

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.

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

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

Yesterday at work, I thought myself the black beast and eight girls offered me chocolate. I live in Japan, and, here, it's the women who offer chocolate to men. My day had started very badly, and finished very well…

I am happy when I do well in my studies.

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 a cloudless sky.

What really makes me happiest is seeing happy people around me, and what makes my heart smile is sharing my happiness with others.

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.

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 finally getting to use the internet !

Oh… little everyday trifles make me happy … a smile, a hand in mine…a look, a laughing child…happiness is very relative…but we must know to appreciate the little things.

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 makes me happy is having discovered Happython planet ! and sharing my happiness with others. I have hope for the best days.

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

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

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

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.

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

Overall, my friends (boys or girls) are the ones who make me happy, because they're always there for me.

What makes me happy is to get up in the morning and think that I'm still there despite the past difficulties.

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.

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.

What makes me happy is a genuine and simple friendship.

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

Hugs!

The soccer team makes me happy.

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

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 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.

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 made me happy is when my boyfriend proposed to me, but also when the Americans demonstrated against war in Irak.

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

My job!

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

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 seeing the face of Kalé, my coworker, light up when I make him read the last Happython

I am happy when I travel around the world and get to know different possible ways of being happy.

What makes me happy ? My dog !

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.

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.

What made me happy ? After loving lots of men, I fell in love with a woman and for that wonderful love, I gave up men and my former way of life. But it is worth while, I love and I am loved, peaceful and completely happy, that great affection…

What makes me happy is to live without any worries.

A wet spring evening simply makes me happy.

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

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

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

To be happy, I need calm and tranquillity, to be loved and love, sunshine and perfect happiness ( a little water, some fruit, my garden on my island) and peace in the world.

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 believe in life, to believe in me.

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

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 see his first name show up on my cell phone when at the same moment I'm thinking of him.

It's my children that make me happy : my son Samuel, who is 1, and my daughter Mélissa-Jade, who is 14, they are the most precious things I have on Earth.

What makes me happy is to love and be loved

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 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 !