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

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.

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.

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.

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.

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.

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.

I reached 67y last week and I’m very content & love my life. I count my blessings regularly.
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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!!

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.

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

50-57 is what I meant!

Me too!

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.

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

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 ?

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

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.

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 ?

At 50 when I realised the menopause had happened after years of miserable periods. Still pleased about that today!

My happiest years were in my 20s, bringing up my children.
Mid-sixties were a good age too, divorced, retired and fit enough to jog and attend main stream exercise classes. Alas, a decade later RA is a nuisance!

I'm 65 and very happy. I'm fit, have lost 4 stone in the last 8 months and started running again - very proud I can still do that! Adult children doing well, not bogged down with grandchildren yet and now the mortgage is paid off we feel better off than when we had a lot of responsibilities. Providing I can stay healthy - DH too - life is very good.

I was happy when my children were young and needed me, in my 20's.
And I liked my 30's too as that what when I went back to work, learned to drive, started to stand up for myself in my difficult marriage. And my children still needed me.
I'm reasonably content now in my 80's, mostly, but sometimes it's difficult.

nanna8

40 for me I think. Very busy, all the children still living at home but I can remember my wonderful 40 th birthday with close friends, lots of food, wine and music and went on for hours and hours. Those were the days my friend, as they sang.

We remember our 40th birthday party, ( had a joint one ). It was awful! Hated every minute of it, and have never wanted one since. A party that is...not a 40th birthday! However...the 40’s that followed were good.

Franbern ?

50s, I think. My first DGD was born when I was 51 and gave me great joy, as she always has since. I had a job which I loved. I was elected to the Council, a position which enabled me to be some use to the community I represented. Freed from my ex-H, I was able to take the kind of holidays that really satisfied me - Ramblers, in a number of different European countries. Yes, the 1990s was a very fulfilling decade.