On The Other Side Of The Wall
Finding The Beauty In All Stages Of Parenting
Life on the other side of our shared hotel room wall was very different than life on our side.
The family on the other side of the wall was the same as my family — just a version of us from 12 years ago.
On the other side of the wall were high pitched squeaky voices that shouted “mommy look!” over and over again.
On our side of the wall were tall manly teenage boys with deep and sometimes moody voices.
On the other side of the wall were toy train whistles and giggles.
On our side of the wall were xboxes and conversations about politics.
On the other side of the wall they were silent by 8pm and awake by 6am.
On our side of the wall we stayed up past midnight and slept in late.
On the other side of the wall the parents were the last to fall asleep.
On our side of the wall I was the first to fall asleep.
On the other side of the wall were bedtime stories, sweet lap cuddles, raspy early morning voices, and sippy cups of milk.
On our side of the wall were requests for coffee, sarcastic quips, and eye rolls.
Both sides of the wall were filled with love and families just trying to find joy with each other as summer comes to a close.
No matter which side of the wall you are on right now, enjoy your time there.
There is peace and magic and beauty on both sides of the wall.