"Jumpin', Jostlin' and Jivin''"

Below is a short video that gives a glimpse of my new lease on life.

Over the past week, Jim and I have been writing "Jumpin', Jostlin' and Jivin'"--a song that celebrates my IDEO foot journey. Celebrate seems the right word to use when reflecting on the past two weeks of my life.

Below you will see "Our IDEO Song," written by Jim and me.  The son references Ryan, who is the prosthetist who invented the IDEO. Jared is the IDEO physical therapist.

Brenda Linton sang verse one. Our son, David, sings the second verse, and Jim and Dave sing the third verse.  Our son, Jonathan, plays bass. David plays mandolin, and our good friend, David Smith, plays guitar. Gabe Pelli is on fiddle. Our friend, Tony Bowman, produced this fun and meaningful song.

I contacted other IDEO patients, who sent photos to include in this music video.

I've included the words to the song below so that you can sing along! Please do share this song, and information about the IDEO, far and wide.  (The IDEO is available at the Hanger Clinic in Gig Harbor, WA).

Thanks for sharing our joy!

JUMPIN’, JOSTLIN’, AND JIVIN’

          (the “IDEO SONG”)

By Jan Tedder and Jim Henderson

I’ve been down and out; life was lookin’ kinda bleak.

I was hoppin’ and limpin’ cause of trouble with my feet.

The Doc, he offered cuttin’ and lots of fancy meds,

but I heard about IDEO and I took that step instead. Now I’m

CHORUS
Jumpin’, jostlin’ and jivin’.

First I walked, then I ran, then I raced.

I've been jumpin’, jostlin’ and jivin',

Wearin’ my IDEO brace.

Ryan got to thinkin’ about what could be done.

For our brave and mighty soldiers who got shot up by a gun.

A scientist, a dreamer, with this and that on hand,

Ryan made the first IDEO so that they could stand again. Now I’m

CHORUS

It takes a hearty person to learn to walk again.

Jared kept me on the go ‘til my feet knew where to land.

Now I tell this special story to all who want to be

Jumpin’ and jivin’ with a future they can see.

Livin’ and laughin’ with a spirit that is free. Yes I’m

CHORUS

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!