What makes me happy is learning that my parents are going to leave for a lover's weekend. After 23 years of marriage, isn't it still really cute?

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, hmm... The first is waking up and seeing sunbeams... the second is payday... the third is my last day at work!

What makes me happy is to be pretty.

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

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

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

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.

Financial independance gives me a peace of heart and a certain serenity and the fact of being loved comforts me. Loving a man and receiving love makes me forget my worries and brings me pleasure.

What makes me happy is to be desired.

What makes me happy is to believe in life, to believe in me.

What makes me happiest is all the little daily pleasures... Why search so hard, look what we have near

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.

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

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, you see, is that I live fully in the present moment. I savor each minute with pure delicacy, that's all!

Smelling the scent of my children makes me happy.

What makes me happy is when the people in the metro don't look just at their feet but at each other, and smile.

What makes me happy is seeing her in the morning, brushing her teeth in her robe, her gaze far away. I look at her, and our eyes meet.

What makes me happy is a state of mind and spiritual conscience.

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 makes me happy : Luigi who brought me a chocolate egg, only for me !

Happy to hear you smile...

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).

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

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.

What made me happy...I was five years old, I wanted a little sister and I got one the day before my birthday. That was my best gift!

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

What makes me happy is returning home, soaked, during a storm and hearing the rain beating against the windowpanes while I heat up tea!

Just to hear some good news on the radio.

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

To eat chips makes me happy

What makes me happy is when my neighbour kindly offers me « tourtisseaux » to thank me for a small favour.

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.

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 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 get up in the morning and think that I'm still there despite the past difficulties.

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

My job!

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 to create as many problems as possible.

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

For me, what makes me happy is accomplishing the tasks I have to do... however small they are... the satisfaction of finished work...

What makes me happy is doing little things every day and realizing that those are what bring lots of happiness.

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

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.

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.

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

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

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

I'm happy every morning when my man snuggles up to me saying: “good morning, darling, I'm here next to you”. I shiver.

I am happy to have a large family and a girlfriend who shares my vision. I am happy to have a lucky star in my life professionally, financially, and for leisure, love and health.

What makes me most happy is when I see happy people. That's the reason why I try to make people happy. Sometimes a simple smile is enough…Fortunately there's a universal language that everybody can communicate with: the “language of the heart”.

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

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

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

What made me happy: Over, my first boyfriend at school, which I'll never forget.

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

What makes me happy is to have the possibility to organize a great party with all the family where my brother could come with his children.

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.

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.

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 freedom of thought and see how deep and creative and generous people can be when they are free.

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

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

What makes me happy? The sun, books, wine, when I have a good idea, a good conversation

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. »

Life and loving others makes me happy.

Seeing my son find his taste for life again makes me really happy !

Most importantly a woman in my life and then my studies that have made me the person I am now.

What makes me happy is life in general  Lots of good things happen to me, like my three boys...

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…

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!