Funnily enough my son asked me this, he had just bought me a book. I said books are like cake to me, except they don't get you fat. My children make happy, in odd ways. They are adults but its such a joy to hear them sensibly discuss politics, philosophy etc. My job and working with students makes me happy, seeing them develop from entitled middle class brats to hard working professionals. Cooking and crafting make me happy. I suppose apart the children, my greatest joy comes from seeing an ex-patient in the supermarket, who maybe at one point was fighting for their life, not even recognise me. Just knowing I helped them have that moment is very special.

Knowing that I have done something useful, as when I see a customer smile. Sorry it may sound cheesy but it really is what make my day.

In no particular order - family, travel, gaining knowledge, awesome sex, my dog, my friends, adventure, good food, music, nature, sharing love, great sleep, reading, driving, jumping out of airplanes. I'm sure there is much more!

People and nature. Getting along with and fostering both. We need good relationships with both.

The feeling of being loved and wanted makes me happier than anything else.

A few beers and a big, fat joint!

Any day where I’m not battling stress, fatigue, or anxiety is a great one

Being alive

• Blue skies and sunshine
• Nature
• People being nice to each other
• Cute, beautiful and funny animals
• Chocolate
• Symmetry
• Learning
• Teaching
• Making lists...

Being far far far away from people but surrounded by a lot of animals (of the non-human kind).

Going to the movies. Swimming. Acting or performing. Coffee. PB&J sandwiches. Playing with my cats. Beer in a frosted glass. Requited love.

A few things. Spending time with my son, a clean house and yard. Oh and a really great cup of coffee ?

My grandchildren, nature, donating to others, weed, each day I get through without crying, my dogs and helping with the rescue group, downsizing all my stuff, good friends.

My 4-year-old always asks why. First thing I taught him. Kid has a million questions and while it's not always easy to keep up, I enjoy it.

Anyway, the other day he poked me in the stomach and said: "You eat too much food dada?"

It made me happy to know that when I die, my asshole spirit will live on.

I am the victim/beneficiary of biological predilection. I am happy when I see my son happy and/or thriving, growing.

Me. I make me happy. I am responsible for my own happiness. I've given that power away and it led to heartache.

At this moment? Never hearing from my ex-wife again (it'll pass. Just stuff she said yesterday).

my art, helping animals , sex, sleep, peace and my pets make me happy. also music, a cuddle a good chat or a movie make me happy. this sight is mostly a breath of fresh air.

Accomplishing a goal.

Dopamine.

Kindness, humor, creativity, feeling loved and whole just as I am.

Happiness is an emotion, it comes, and it goes. Happiness is not meant to be a constant.

What makes me happy is people in compromised positions and Bible debates. I think I just de-converted my first Christian today.