On the Other Side Of The Wall

​Recently my family drove north to stay at a hotel for one last getaway before summer ends.
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Life on the other side of our shared hotel room wall was very different than life on our side.
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The family on the other side of the wall was the same as my family - just a version of us from 12 years ago.
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On the other side of the wall were high pitched squeaky voices that shouted “mommy look!” over and over again.
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On our side of the wall were tall manly teenage boys with deep and sometimes moody voices.
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On the other side of the wall were toy train whistles and giggles.
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On our side of the wall were xboxes and conversations about politics.
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On the other side of the wall they were silent by 8pm and awake by 6am.
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On our side of the wall we stayed up past midnight and slept in late.
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On the other side of the wall the parents were the last to fall asleep.
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On our side of the wall I was the first to fall asleep.
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On the other side of the wall were bedtime stories, sweet lap cuddles, raspy early morning voices, and sippy cups of milk.
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On our side of the wall were requests for coffee, sarcastic quips, and eye rolls.
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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.
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No matter which side of the wall you are on right now, enjoy your time there.
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There is peace and magic and beauty on both sides of the wall.