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.

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

What makes me happy is a genuine and simple friendship.

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

To travel to Europe to see my brother's son who was born the day before yesterday.

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.

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 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 seeing my bunny thanks to the webcam.

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.

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 having being able to create and form a happy couple with children.

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.

Hugs!

What makes me happy is telling myself that I am going to see the man of my dreams on my right during my classes.

Just now (apart from my wonderful family) the position of France, Germany, Russia, China and of course Belgium on the crisis in Irak, which shows there is some hope left. It gives me an immense happiness.

My fall in the bus this afternoon because a good-looking boy gave me a smile and helped me to get up

What makes me happy is to see animals.

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 finally being myself in my own eyes and in the eyes of my loved ones.

My happiness is complete when I let the metro pass to keep kissing my love on the latform...telling myself that I'll take it maybe the next day or the day after that.

My first contact with her, my hands on her marvelous body, our first heartfelt words, our first steps along the Rhine to exchange, a little timidly, our visions of the world

What made me happy was seeing that people haven't yet forgotten Ingrid Bettancourt and her thousand-day-detention, November 19, 2004.

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

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

What made me happy was leaving for Bordeaux.

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.

Breathing everyday and going with the flow of my dailyjourney enjoying a beautiful sunny day and if possible near the sea, the lake or a river.

What makes me happy is that people read the little Happython phrases that I cut out of the newspaper and paste on the walls in my bathrooms. Even Charlotte, who is preschool, sometimes takes more than twenty minutes.

I am happy when I am loved for what I am.

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.

The purchase of a house in the country made me happy. It gave me a goal.

Surprising a little sparrow while he's taking a bath in a puddle of water, that's what makes me really happy.

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 the happiness of others surrounding me.

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 !!!

Happiness is in my nature, I always say that the sun is shining in my head. What makes me happy is loving life and every day there's always the same intensity inside me.

What makes me happy ? Scouting when I was young, then my commitment to a trade-union and a political party, my family – children, grandchildren and great-grandchildren, and hearing that my great-grandson Guillaume will soon be christened.

I am happy because I found my P50 motorcycle that I had lost.

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

What makes me happy is all that is beautiful, pure, frank and honest and that doesn't cost anything because these are the simplest things that are the most wonderful.

What makes me happy is getting a love letter meant for someone else... and getting a love letter really meant for me!

What makes me happy is seeing my best friend again after almost two years apart.

My marriage has made me happy.

What makes me happy is to see the smile of people I like and the sunset. It's to hear the voices melody and children laughing. It's to smell flowers perfume and that of hot coffee. It's to feel under my fingers the softness of the skin and the grains of a fine sand beach…

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

What makes me happy is to dream and imagine things about battles and love.

What does make me happy is to watch the waves lapping on the fine sand

Yesterday it rained, I went for a walk with Deal along the ocean, we took photos of each other, we kissed each other, we laughed, we warmed up in a pub, and we shared a chocolate cake and a cherry tea.

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

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

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

To help people as much as I can makes me feel happy.

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 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 to skid and slide in front of the tobacco shop !

I am learning to develop my ability to « not define » life, to melt into it rather than dominate it… and by so doing… I learn to love… and the more I love… the happier I am every day!

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

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

I thought it was only possible to die from sadness. But one day I nearly died from happiness when the man I had always loved from afar, but only ever hoped to talk to, came and talked to me. It was the most beautiful day of my life.

What makes me happy ? The successful moments, the nice memories from my childhood.

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 are those lives I dream of and those dreams I live in.

What makes me happy is seeing my reflection in the eyes of my son.

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.

Tomorrow's day is already making me happy.

What makes me happy is to live without any worries.

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

What makes me happy is seeing my sweetie smile while reading the Happython each day.

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

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

What makes me happy is meeting passionate people. They always lend me an admiration like an imprint of their ardor, of their taste for life and love.