I've been gardening since I could walk! My first job was dropping daffodil bulbs into the holes my Dad had prepared, and I put them in all upside down, apparently!
I have a photo of me watering the runner beans in our garden. We lived in Inner London until I married in my early 20s, and Dad grew lots of vegetables, goodness knows how much lead they must have had in them from the petrol fumes of the main roads near us!
I still love it, I've been out there all afternoon today, and the day before yesterday I was out there from morning till early evening, just popping in to make lunch and take a break. I do all the gardening apart from mowing the grass (boring), propogate, sow and grow annual flowers (less than I used to but just to fill the gaps,) perennials, shrubs and vegetables in my four raised beds. I also have a greenhouse for tomatoes, chillies and cucumbers.The GC have been out there with me as they have grown up and know how to sow, plant and care for veg and flowers. Littlest one is now 14 months and came out with me yesterday (being carried!) to look at what was happening and she loved it. I have a raised trough with her name on it for her to grow her own things when she is old enough.
As I've got older, I've changed the way I tackle gardening jobs. Shorter periods of work, with a sit-down in between seems to work for me, but I have no real health problems apart from the usual aches and pains, so I count myself very fortunate!
The garden brings my soul to life - I can feel my mood lift when I am out there and it gives me such a lot of satisfaction and keeps my spirit lifted.