Have you ever heard the saying “no man is an island”?
I never really understood it until just recently.
For as long as I can remember, I was so determined to do everything myself and I couldn’t/wouldn’t/didn’t ask for help. It was lots of hard work and I still felt like I wasn’t moving forward, felt like something was “off” – like I wasn’t where I ‘should’ be. It’s a weird feeling that’s hard to describe…stagnant, a bit ground-hog-day (am I showing my age?!) and sometimes a bit lonely. Have you ever been there?
Who are the Foxes? This is a long-overdue introduction!
I’m Jenni, stay-at-home-mum to 2, and wifey to Mr Fox.
We live on the beautiful North Shore of Auckland, New Zealand.
These are my ramblings on life, and the things I love.
Is the grass really greener?
I’ve been on both sides of the fence, and all I have to say is: everything comes with a price.