Golden days to me are those ideas of what life should be like but just isn't, those romantic moments in films where time stops at the command of lovers, and teenage girls throw back their heads overcome with laughter knowing that they are delighted in and are beautiful and accepted; and when father and son are in complete harmony and understanding with each other.

I used to long for days like these, i desparately wanted to be a golden girl, radiant with beauty and the more i thought and longed for my golden days the more i realised they're less of fantasy than you think.

Wait and watch for your golden days, because they're all around us, happening all the time, it's when you look through the sceptical eyes of this world that you only see ugliness and disappointment. Sure, life will never be exactly what you want it to be but we have a promise of something better, where life is without flaw, and we get glimpses of it right now, today.

I wrote a poem called golden days, looking back at my life, i realised with complete serenity that even the times when pain was so great i thought it would consume me, it was a beautiful cacophony of love and longing; and when things got real messy with hindsight i could see that i was like a toddler wallowing in mud and everything was okay cos someone would come and pick me up, wash me off and set me on my way again with huge love and compassion; i could go on (and i will if you want me to), but heres the poem=>

Golden Days
I just saw my life flash before my eyes,
I saw loneliness and pain deeper than i thought i'd known,
and happiness so perfectly settled that it felt like home
My tears reflected the moments when my loved were ripped away from the very heart of me,
I lay back when my sight was filled with the beauty of the sacred in my soul,
Crippling tension then sighing relief when I realised I was free,
...remembering my lessons and wisdom that i'd ever been told,
I smiled fondly at the thought of my friends -
the on'es that said they'd be there till the very end,
I laughed uot loud realiseing how wierd my family actually were,
comfortably thinking, "You're the ones i prefer"
And I don't know where i go from here,
but there's nothing to fear,
and i'll be okay,
'casue I know I'll have very many more of these golden days.