What age do you think you were most happy? Or maybe you feel it’s not come yet?

I'm mid 60s and can honestly say this is the best time of life for me, but then I have had a dreadful life.
Single and loving meeting friends for lunch, coffee or drinks, and then back home for peace and quiet, and to please myself ?

I also thought 35-ish was my best time. Particularly 36. I had just had a hysterectomy and had 3 young daughters. I had to stay home for 6 weeks after the op and it was the happiest time of my life. There was very little I was allowed to do, so all I could do was play with the children, read to them, talk to friends. A friend collected the school aged children for me and as it was winter I would welcome them home with hot chocolate and often made sponge puddings etc, which I didn’t normally have time for. It was a blissful period.

Juliet27

^Being 35-ish was enjoyable. Young children, young and energetic myself.^
Otherwise, being under ten was wonderful.

Same here Grandma70s

Same here. My mother always said the same

Life is such an adventure - every age has brought happiness in different ways. I loved 17-21 the carefree exploration of relationships/love and a great job, marriage and children, precious but also hard, 30-40 finding myself, 50-60 caring for and losing parents very hard and a bit sad, 60- content most of the time, realising how lucky I am compared to some, accepting changes to everything and absolutely loving grandchildren ?

All my life I have been happy but the worst time was as a child the rest have been great

My 50’s definitely! Menopause meant no more periods (peri-menopause had been awful and dragged on through my 40’s). Throughout my 50’s I felt fit, young, brave and optimistic. I took a career change which many people considered ‘foolish’ at the time but it was liberating to me and one of the best things I’ve done. Also my AC were happily independent and my first grandchild arrived. What a wonderful decade! In my late 60’s now - don’t feel as fit, young or brave.

Me too!

50-57 is what I meant!

In the 60s, great time with friends. Parties, holidays.

Jillsewing - I relate to that,too. I felt so inwardly happy when I reached young adulthood and was no longer a small child and when I left home, aged 18, I never looked back.

For me, probably 69 when my first grandchild arrived - I love being a granny. My tiny grandson had Down syndrome, still has as a 7 year old. He has been joined by a 5 year old female cousin, they get on very well, she bosses, he does as he's told!!

I reached 67y last week and I’m very content & love my life. I count my blessings regularly.
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I loved my 20s, girls holidays, a great social life and no worries. I married at 30 and it wasn't good at all, left at 44 years old. I've been happy enough, working hard renovating houses until I got myself mortgage free and now I feel like I need to start enjoying my time now. I was 55 on Saturday so maybe my years ahead might be the fantastic ones and I look forward to seeing if they are.

My fifties, without a doubt. Children off doing their own thing, we were lucky enough to have plenty of fabulous exciting holidays with great friends. I’m so grateful for that period of my life, we were able to travel then because I wouldn’t want to do it now.

67 was great, as was the whole of my sixties. DH retired at 59 and we spent most of our sixties travelling. It was an exciting and carefree time. Our children were on an even keel and our parents had died. In contrast our fifties were stressful - caught between work pressures, the frailty and illnesses of parents, and the demands of children struggling to cope with early parenting years. Ten years on from 67 we now begin to see a few cracks opening up in our physical and mental health so we feel even more thankful for our life-enriching sixties decade.

Any year before my beloved husband died suddenly and unexpectedly at 66 - been a widow now for 22 years. We had been 'a couple' since I was 14.

TanaMa

Any year before my beloved husband died suddenly and unexpectedly at 66 - been a widow now for 22 years. We had been 'a couple' since I was 14.

the same for me. Its ten years this year. I am "ok" I don't walk around sad, I value my dog and my siblings...I have things I enjoy but no, no more happiness.

Judy54

Right here right now. Each stage of life brings different things for all of us some happy some sad. I prefer to live in the present, have happy memories of the past and still look forward to the future whatever that may bring.

Judy54 that’s a good way to look at it. I loved my life for different reasons all the way through. The sad parts passed as they do. We’re just looking forward to a new arrival so here’s to the future.

We had our share of joys and traumas in the early years. My happiest years have been from about the age of 50. I reached a point in my career where I was very content and felt I had “arrived”. I enjoyed that until I retired in my late 50s and then DH and I travelled until the pandemic hit. Now we are contentedly enjoying home and walks and fitness. Having happy children and wonderful grandchildren just makes life even better. I am so thankful for the life I have at the minute. Long may it last.

I got myself sorted out by the end of my 30's and I have been happy ever since. I was happy for a couple of years before puberty at boarding school but it was downhill all the way for the next 20 years. Fortunately my long suffering husband helped me see that I needed help after the loss of our daughter and I started on happy pills to regulate my mood. It is absolutely the best thing I have ever done. I'm not just happy though, I am content in a way that I never thought I would be.

I can recall two of my favourites. One when I was 20 and separated, left with my two baby boys, without the biggest baby, my ex. We had great fun together, with plenty of fun and normal routines, Then again when I was 60/ 70 when I fostered children 9 plus. Lived near the sea and had wonderful fun times with them all.

Husband is that age, he’s a miserable twat, think he was happiest in his 20’s…I was happiest in my 30’s but I’m mid fifties now so hopefully happiest times are yet to come ??‍♀️

I'll be 67 next January and I suppose I'm reasonably content with my lot, such as it is. I'm not a millionaire but I get by - I don't need luxuries to be happy. I've a roof over my head, clothes on my back and food in my belly.

I think I was happiest at 53. My DH was still alive and well and we'd no idea that within a couple of years he'd get symptoms of a devastating illness which would kill him. I started to learn to drive at long last which was tricky at that age. We were looking forward to a happy retirement.

I read that you need three things to be happy - someone to love, something to do and something to look forward to. Life will never be the same but I muddle along.

Ooo good, something to look forward to!

Happy times throughout all my life, so couldn't say exactly which was the best. At the moment living in paradise in a remote valley in France Profonde. But this will end as it is already getting too difficult to manage. So will count every minute here over the next five or six years.