The best days of your life?

Early 70s, just married and running the Youth Hostel on the cliffs at Tintagel. Beautiful area. Sadly just seasonal work, so we had to move on.

18 -23 and now,these are the best days of my life.

Two phases of my life stand out. The first when I was a postgraduate student living in London in the early 1960s, going to lots of ballet and theatre (sometimes queuing all night for cheap seats), generally taking advantage of those wonderful years. Second, the years of being a mother with young children. More responsibility, but lots of fun..

Me too shysal

Weirdly enough I think it was when I was with my husband after his terminal diagnosis. We managed to get away a couple of times and just being with him was the best.

My best days commenced from the day I reached the age of thirty five.

being around in the sixties was amazing, if i had only realised it at the time

Late teens, early 20s, it was the 1980s and life was brilliant. I had a great job, my own money, learnt to drive and girly foreign holidays. I lived for the weekends with my friends and dancing to the great music.

I have previously mentioned that I am a retired paediatric nurse. In the mid-80's I did two years of paediatric hospice home care, and I have to say after one too many baby/child funerals, I needed a break. I got registered as a child minder thinking I needed to look after healthy children for a while. My daughter was 6 at the time, my marriage was in a good place and that was definitely the happiest time of my life. I had always longed to be a stay-at-home mum, but could never afford to be and the childminding paid well. I loved the babies and had studied child development at uni so loved watching them grow. My daughter had what I called "the sibling experience" (my son lived with his dad), and learned to share, be patient etc. As she got older she became a much-in-demand babysitter. But knowing all the little kids would leave at 6 pm and then she would have mummy and daddy to herself was much appreciated. Eventually I felt the call to go back to a nursing job (after 6 years). I look back on those years with fond memories (and am still in touch with some of the families.)

My teens, in the 60s when I was in full health.....

When I had primary school aged children has to be when I was happiest and most content and least stressed. Not that I am unhappy now or was before.

I think the best years of my life were in my last years at school, I didn't have a very happy home life and I enjoyed my friends company, it was an escape for me, they were my confidantes. I also felt a deep sadness, that soon this would all end and I would no longer be free with my school life and friends. On our last day at school I was last out of my class and I was hoping all my friends were waiting to say goodbye to me in the cloakroom. No one was there, they'd all gone home. They were so excited at the thought of leaving school they couldn't wait to get out. Whereas I didn't want to leave, I felt devastated no one thought of me enough to wait for me, it took me all my strength not to break down and cry on my way home. I hardly saw any of them after leaving school. I couldn't believe the deep sense of loss I felt, it was like I was grieving for something I'd never have again. I've not had any one as close as my school friends. Ever!!! They helped me escape from my thoughts and they listened, we also had fun.

College years were absolutely joyful, no responsibilities and lots of fun. Also when the kids were young and we had a good group of friends and lots and lots of parties, drinks, good food and general letting our hair down sessions. I quite like my life now though it is more sedate. I love my Probus group,we have some good times together and lots of long chats and laughs.

Right now! I’ve brought up 3 children who are all successful. I still have my mum alive, a loving partner, all the time in the world to please myself and enough (just) income to have the occasional treat. I’m 70 in June and hope life gets better and better. Oh and loving grandchildren who I adore. (Nearly forgot that most important part!)

As others have said my happiest times were when my boys were all little and at home . Nothing can top the fun and laughter of that time with them all in the house . We had lovely holidays in France Ireland and Cornwall . Happy times .

The mid 70s. I was in my early thirties, divorced with two children and had a wonderful four years with the love if my life. We lived a very hippyish sort of existence which my children loved, but eventually I realised we had to return to reality.

Only having one grandchild, some of my happiest days were spent looking after him before he turned into a teenager! He's still lovely but it's not the same. I will always remember those wonderful days.

Three years in Cambridge in the early 60’s - magic!

I quite agree, GrammarGrandma. It's nice to be able to suit ourselves and not be dominated by school runs etc. I'm loving being a Granny too, not as stressful as being a Mum, although I loved the time when I had babies.

Definitely now, aged 61. Happy marriage, grown up children who we get on well with. Grandchildren we adore, enough money to do things. No longer have the stress of working full time or bringing up family and hoping they turn out ok.

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Now! Happy retirement. Grandchildren,settled family. Lots of holidays (usually!) No money worries and good Health. We know we’re very fortunate.

Travelling to my first holiday abroad it was only to Spain, I
had not been out of England before so at fifteen years old
it was exciting. Several of my cousins were also with me.
I also had my first falling in love (no sexual encounter involved) just hand holding walking along the beach and some kisses. He was an eighteen year old french boy with a lovely french accent. I had three weeks of happiness and cried when I had to return home.
I still have memories of that beautiful time.

Mid 40's to mid 50's working with a fantastic Christian worship band, we were all great pals, a bit like a family and had a lovely church family we ministered to.

Aged 24 in Sydney Australia on my own with no responsibilities! Now aged 70 you can guess the rest!!