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.

Hearing that a friend is expecting a baby makes me happy.

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.

What makes me happy is the idea that people would learn to love each other, without any feeling of racism. The world is everybody's…

What makes me happy ? My dog !

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 spending time with my friends, going out with them, sharing my deepest thoughts with them and feeling their trust.

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.

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 eating calamari beignets in the university restaurant.

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

What makes me happy is knowing that laughing works your abs!

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

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

What makes me happy is that everybody is fine.

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

0n Saint Valentin's night I decided to make love with a 40-year-old man. I was his little princess, I desired him so much that I was afraid. I was trembling. He made love with me as none had ever done . On that night I saw the wolf : happy.

My happiness is eating my favorite meal: pureed sausage.

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

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.

What makes me happy is knowing that I am loved for who I am and that fills my heart with emotion to have tears of it in my eyes ! Then I understand that life is more than magic. Thanks to life.

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

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

Having brought to light a vocation. My son was studying Sociology and Economic Sciences at the University of Jussieu. One summer I forced him to work in a hospital to earn some pocket money. He dropped his studies to study at the I.F.S.I. (Nurses Training School) Today, at 25 he is happy, his job is a true vocation. His patients are happy and me too, I'm happy

What makes me happy is making up with a colleague ! ( a little daily pleasure)

What makes me happy is chatting with my aunt on the internet and seeing her smile thanks to the webcam.

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.

Freedom makes me feel happy.

What makes me happy is the existence of people on this earth who ask me what makes me happy.

What makes me happy is to have left my parents' house.

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.

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 shoo-shoobidoos, the waboo waboos and all the rest.

What makes me happy is when I find myself in the mountains again, simply in nature.

What makes me happy is knowing that laughing works your abs!

What makes me happy is being a great-great grandfather.

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

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

Happiness is when I see my mother again, for whom I'll always be the same kid (even if I'm not this kid anymore) and to see her face lighting up and smiling.

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

What makes me happy is the generosity of people who support Florence Aubenas and Hussein Hanoun. Finally solidarity doesn't end.

What makes me happy is finally being myself in my own eyes and in the eyes of my loved ones.

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.

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”.

It's when a simple look is enough.

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

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

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.

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

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 that I've found my ideal girl.

What makes me happy is that I have found a bigger appartment that mine for the same price in the region where I am moving (a region where real estate is normally more expensive than in my region).

What makes me happy is being with my family, spending time together, feeling all of their love, expressing how I feel, telling them, showing them.

What warms my heart and makes me happy is when nothing relents, seeing that my ideas come back stronger and more definite.

What makes me happy is my calm spirit

What makes me happy is that my annuual medical appointment with my cardiologist was OK, and that even if unfortunately, she leaves the region,, she has found a cardiologist specialized, like her, in congenital hearth disease (my disease), who works in the region where I am move in, whom she knows well, and promised me that he is friendly.

What makes me happy is my man's love.

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

What makes me happy is thinking about what's going to make me happy later. When I get my car, a job I like, so that I can fulfill my passion and live with the woman I love and who loves me too. My happiness is living free.

What makes me happy are my kids' smiles in the morning.

The thing that makes me happiest is someone's love and people's respect and the world smiling at me.

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

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

What makes me happy is to listen to Danièle's music, dance the tarentelle and tammurriata and sing with my friends (especially napolitean songs).

What makes me happy is to skid and slide in front of the tobacco shop !

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 when my boyfriend tells me he loves me.

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

The purest moment of happiness was my fiance's return to France after eight months spent in prison, in Turkey... All that because he had taken some papers! For now, it's my most beautiful moment.

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

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 !

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

What makes me happy is that everybody is fine.