What made me happy was rowing with my father one night with a full moon, at 4 in the morning, in the Parana delta in Argentina.

What made me happy was to make a break in my job in order not to work any longer, to decide to care about myself and now to give priority to my happiness.

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.

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…

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

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

My referee diploma made me happy.

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 !!!

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.

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 be with a friend and with the kids.

What makes me happy is to take out all my toys.

What makes me happy is to please to my parents so that they are proud of me. Thank you Dad and Mum, I'm madly in love with you!!!

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.

What makes me happy is when my husband tells me “I love you more than my life!”

What makes me happy are those lives I dream of and those dreams I live in.

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

What makes me happy, it is in the morning when I wake up in my lover's arms and he kisses me lovingly

To take the time to eat in a fine restaurant in Marseille and to savour the different meals…

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 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.

Hugs!

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

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.

Cultivating my friendships is what makes me happy.

What makes me happy ? To create.

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

What makes me happy is having being able to create and form a happy couple with children.

What makes me happy, a great privelege in my heart, when my little 4-year-old friend, Joey, takes my hand, taking this gesture of love from this child who moves me, but completely... I become gaga with...

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

What makes me happy is the shivers I get when I hear a song that moves me.

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

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

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 writing a message to Happython and knowing that one day, maybe, my testimony with help spread the virus of happiness.

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.

When something wonderful appears in my life. Coincidences, signs, dreams which become reality with the impression that it's life which is organizing everything, lucid dreams.

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

I'm happy when I'm part of the happiness of the people around me.

What made me happy, a waterfall.

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.

My referee diploma made me happy.

A particular moment in the summer of 2002 really made me happy. My father and I went fishing to the little river going near my childhood's village, in rocky canyons. He fishes with the hand since he was a little boy and this year I was also successful when I got a fish with my hand. The atmosphere and this moment of complicity both made me reach heaven.

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 !!!

I am happy as soon as I get home from the office in the evening and see my child's smile.

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 !

My job!

What makes me happy is my calm spirit

What made me happy is that my best friend came with her boyfriend and offered me to go out to take my mind off things because I had just been chucked.

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

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 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.

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

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.

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

What makes me the most happy is the love of my future husband who, despite leukemia, helps me to overcome all in life.

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

What makes me happy is freedom of thought and see how deep and creative and generous people can be when they are free.

What made me happy was leaving for Bordeaux.

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.

Yesterday evening, out to see the lights of Lyon, I found myself in the park of la Tête d'Or, on a path with lights and sounds so surreal…and relaxing ! A real moment of happiness after a day of hard work.

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 that everybody is fine.

Classic happy moment, but true : waking up beside your love… a moment of pure tenderness… you wake from one dream to plunge into another…

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

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

What makes me happy is to be healthy.

What makes me happy ? A bird singing in the morning when I get up.

What makes me happy is spending time with my friends, going out with them, sharing my deepest thoughts with them and feeling their trust.

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 finally getting to use the internet !

What makes me happy is that I'm in good health, I'm active, I've got good morals, and I rarely get angry!

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 made me happy...I'm going to be very original: the birth of my son! When they put him on my stomach and I saw his face for the first time.