Finale: Gratitude

Jan and I have been traveling for thirteen months. We’ve taken thirty-seven flights to meet new friends and to reconnect with loved ones. Jan’s HUG Your Baby International Teaching Tour has made seventy presentations in fourteen countries. I’ve played music for princes and for asses (donkeys, that is) and with musicians on four continents. We’ve written blogs and lullabies, taken photos and videos, and worn out our shoes and clothes.

Now we are headed home. And how are we feeling? Happy. Sad. Satisfied. But, most of all, we feel grateful.

Travel reveals new ways of living and being, but only when travelers find local people willing to accommodate and guide them. Jan and I are exceedingly grateful for all we’ve seen and learned this year. Above all we are grateful for the many remarkable people who, by extending themselves to us, made this journey a joy, a revelation, and an inspiration.

We hoped that our passion for parenting and babies, and for music and the arts, would attract new friends in faraway lands and make our travel more than tourism. We are grateful that our trip was such a success in this regard. Not only did we learn more than we imagined we could, we met so many generous, caring, creative and wise people who embraced us and shared with us their family lives and professional lives, their loves and hopes and dreams.

We are also grateful for family and friends at home who managed our affairs there, who followed our journey with love and interest, who came to visit us abroad, and who took us in when we passed through North America.

As this year of travel draws to a close, Jan and I cannot stop thinking of the many wonderful people we met and relied upon and connected with, and of the many remarkable experiences we had through and with them.

In addition to the many good people we met as we traveled, we also want to express our gratitude for the many good things that made this trip both possible and enjoyable:

We are grateful for our good health...no accidents and only a few, mercifully short bouts of illness.

We are grateful for our security...no robberies, thefts, or losses of anything hard to replace.

We are grateful for where we’ve been...so many lovely places to treasure.

We are grateful for the weather...seldom too hot or too cold, and often ideal.

We are grateful for staying on budget...no ugly surprises or retirement-ending disasters!

We are grateful for simple, well-designed and durable travel gear…which kept our traveling simple and safe.

We are grateful for the success of the TravelScoot...that showed us how living with a disability is a challenge to be overcome not only with the right attitude and the right support, but also with the right equipment.

We are grateful for electronic resources (Blogger, Facebook, flip camera, Tripit, Google calendars)...that made our trip possible, manageable, and share-able.

We are grateful for musical instruments, especially saxophones...when they turned up to play.

Finally, we are grateful for each other and for the love that continues to grow between and around us. We may have gotten sick of each other’s clothes on this trip, but not to be sick of each other, after thirteen months of daily togetherness, is perhaps the most amazing gift of all!

With thirty-six years of married life behind us, Jan and I still wonder what’s next. We find ourselves most grateful, at journey’s end, for the love and commitment that keep us dreaming, working and growing together!

Finale: Giving Myself a HUG

Two days after I retired from Carolina Friends School, Jan and I left Durham on our current year of international travel and service. Her HUG Your Baby presentations in Asia Pacific have been better received than we dared to hope. In the process we have met many remarkable people (some of them newborns!) and have made new friends who are mostly midwives, nurses, and lactation consultants.

As we traveled I found more ways to be involved with HUG Your Baby work. Besides serving as Jan’s editor, researcher, videographer, roadie, cheerleader and confidante—as I’ve done for years—other avenues are opening up for me in and through the HUG world.

Music and learning, seasoned by a dash of sports and exercise, are the enduring interests of my adult life. Becoming a good husband and father remains the major source of my adult identity. My growing involvement with HUG Your Baby builds on all these passions.

As I think about the possibilities of “retired” life, I’m excited about devoting more time to music. Of course I will continue to refine and market  Ariel’s Way; I continue to believe in its value. But when I get back home I also plan to play more saxophone than ever before. Musical collaborations with friends will become easier to schedule and prioritize in “retirement” (which Don Wells suggests is best understood as “rewirement”). On our current trip, working on the HUG Lullabies project has been great fun for Jan and me, and that work is going to take some time to complete when we get home.

The musical styles of the lullabies that Jan and I conceive reflect our experience of the cultures we visit, and the lyrics we write clothe HUG concepts in the imagery of places we’ve come to know. Stay tuned for the Hawaiian Lullaby. With Tony Bowman’s capable help, this first lullaby is nearly ready to share. The second one—the Australian Lullaby—is gearing up for production. Japanese, Korean, Balinese, and Malay lullabies are sketched out, and Jan and I have a good approach in mind for a Thai lullaby.

Music is my life’s chief creative outlet, but education has been my primary professional focus. Reflecting on my life as an educator during our travels, I’ve become increasingly interested in helping men prepare for fatherhood. The birth of our two sons—and the ways I grew as a person through my years as a parent—stand out as the most defining experiences of my entire life. I want to help other fathers (and fathers-to-be) negotiate the passage to parenthood that has meant so much to me.

“Dad’s Got The HUG” is the rubric under which I’ve begun to collect and present ideas about fathering. Recently I’ve been teaching a piece of The HUG’s all-day trainings, highlighting the role of fathers.

Reviewing fatherhood research as we travel, I’ve discovered some great resources and programs in the English-speaking world. In America, the National Fatherhood Initiative is one.

Among the many books I’ve seen, one of the best is The Baby Owner’s Manual. Written by father-and-son team, Dr. Louis Borgenicht and Joe Borgenicht, it elaborates a humorous comparison between babies and cars. Another good book, practical in a different sort of way, is The Fathers-To-Be Handbook by Patrick Houser, an American living in the UK. Pat cites interesting research showing that simply giving future fathers time to reflect on what kind of dad they want to be increases both their satisfaction with fatherhood and their skills as parents.

In Australia I’ve gotten good ideas from Lucy Perry’s entertaining “Beer + Bubs” program. Lucy’s model has midwives meet in a pub with small groups of men who are getting ready to become dads. Her book, Cheers to Childbirth (available through the Beer + Bubs website) is another excellent resource. It was a pleasure to interview Ron Hastie, the male midwife who teaches the Beer + Bubs sessions in Hobart, Tasmania. Ron worked for years as a brick mason and a bartender before becoming a “delivery man” for babies later in his adult life.

In addition to “Beer + Bubs,” other outstanding Australian programs for fathers include Ngala, the Fathering Project based at the University of Western Australia, and the University of Newcastle’s Family Action Centre.  CLICK HERE for the Engaging Fathers report recently commissioned by the government of South Australia.

Dawson and Sharon Cooke’s FamilyWorks in Perth, Australia, is an excellent model of how to apply research on fathering in hands-on sessions with parents.

Jan has a very funny photo of her mentor, Dr. T. Berry Brazelton, holding up a bumper sticker that says, “Men who change diapers change the world.” If I can play a small part in changing the world—one dad, one green or yellow or brown poop at a time—I’m hoping to find, in years to come, a meaningful way to “rewire” (rather than “retire”) my skills as an educator.