Love the Greatest Healer
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This book looks at the psychological and emotional courage to overcome mental illness. It is a must-read account of a man determined to help others overcome the demons that hold them back.
Gerald O'Dowd
A book about love over sever adversity a life warming inspirational story about the power of love Gerald was an endurance athlete before alcohol and drugs took over his life he spent a decade abusing his mind and body with substance abuse Gerald is now a teacher sports instructor artist song writer and poet he loves creating contemporary bold art Gerald is practicing Buddhism and supports CND and stop the war coalition Gerald has turned his life around with the love of his family friends and partner.
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Love the Greatest Healer - Gerald O'Dowd
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Balboa Press rev. date: 04/10/2018
MY BIRTH WAS NO ORDINARY delivery, so my mum says. The afterbirth came before me, nearly suffocating me. My mum was put to sleep, so as not to stress her out. She awoke and asked where I was, the doctor gave me to her and that was that. I was born on the twentieth-eighth of October 1963 in my parents’ bedroom at 29 Joan Crescent, South East London, a tidy, clean but small, three bedroomed house. My early life is a bit vague; my earliest memory is of when I was around five years old, sitting on my grandad Glynn’s knee while he plucked the Christmas turkey. My next memory is seeing my grandad in a coffin at his wake. The lid was off and there he was, white as a sheet, his best friend sat by the coffin talking to him. My mum has confirmed this; it is not my imagination running wild. If you have never heard of a wake, it’s an Irish tradition going back decades. The coffin is laid out in the house overnight so family and friends can pay their respects. I wish my grandad had lived longer. He was a good man who was good with his hands, and a poet as well. My mum tells me that he was an intelligent gifted man with great morals. He died aged fifty-two, way too young.
Grandad Glynn was a smoker, which created a severe lung condition, which killed him. Smoking back then was considered cool. Marketing posters and ads made smoking seem sophisticated and debonair, while the reality was early death or a life of addiction. I dislike smoking intensely. It makes me feel angry that the government won’t ban it. People are dying, literally, for a fag which astounds me. Why do we allow young kids to be exposed to it? It’s a disgusting habit that needs eradicating from society. My mum nearly died some years back because of smoking. She spent many years recovering from a serious lung condition, like her dad, so I’m pleased to say that she gave up when she came out of hospital and has never looked back. She’s now seventy eight and doing great, blessed and grateful for the Lord’s help. My mum is a women of great faith, which has helped tremendously over the years.
My childhood was spent playing football most days or climbing trees and investigating the local parks and fields around Eltham, SE9. My best mate was Graham Stack. We used to roam all over the local area, Well Hall Pleasaunce, the farm and the back fields which had football and rugby pitches. We had to climb over a fence, which was no problem to us, and we played in the local allotment and the horses’ field, but football was our main concern. We played at every break in school, after school outside Graham’s house or my house; we were obsessed and loved playing the game. On a Sunday, all the kids on our estate gathered in the fields on Middle Park Avenue, sometimes up to 30 kids playing, all ages from 7 years old to 15 years old. It was brilliant, there was no time limit; we played until everyone was knackered. Life was great. Sometimes I slept over at Graham’s house, which was interesting as they never argued or shouted at each other and it was a loving peaceful house. Our house was loud with lots of shouting arguments and general mayhem. Our house was always busy, my dad was out working all day or in the betting office, my parents argued over money most times. Dad left mum short of money because he lost it on the horses. Of course, they argued over money or my dad’s lack of interest in decorating our house. My mum done all the decorating, cleaning, cooking, making us clothes or curtains.
My mum was a real grafter and she never complained. Mum was always trying to make the peace, but Dad was louder and more aggressive than my mum and always had the last word. I heard my mum crying many times but my dad was too macho and hotheaded to care. He went to work and demanded silence when he came home – keep the kids quiet and give me my dinner, He was a product of the times, growing up in the 30s, 40s and 50s. He was born in 1934 and was evacuated as a small child during the Second World War. Dad told me he had a great time learning to read and write with a lovely couple who took good care of him.
My dad was a complicated man; on the one hand, he would help anyone who was in trouble, but would leave my mum crying over money. Dad could be generous to his family or friends but Mum had to struggle. I never saw my parents kiss or cuddle, they showed no affection to each other. One of my dad’s sayings was, I went to school with my belly stuck to my back. You fucking eat your dinner or go to bed hungry.
One day, I came home with homework and my dad was home, I asked for some help but Dad just said, That’s what you go to school for, boy.
I never asked again. Mum helped with my English when she had the time, but she was busy most of the time so I never bothered asking.
My primary school was Middle Park, just around the corner from our house. I loved it; we could walk to school and back on our own. Life was a mixture of great adventure or noisy uncertainty. We could play outside and roam the local area, we played dare on the railway tracks or went fishing in the Quaggy, a river near the busy A20 dual carriageway. We had no fear, it was all an adventure. We stopped playing on the railway tracks when a kid got killed. My mum was really upset and banned us from going anywhere near them. We never knew the kid but we realised