My Goliath(s)
I have often contemplated why I have had some of the experiences I have had. I grew up in a privileged house with a working Dad and stay-at-home Mom. I wasn't required to get and maintain a job throughout high school. I didn't have to pay for my car, my insurance, or my gas. I got an allowance every month until I graduated high school without being expected to do chores, though they were encouraged. I pushed myself in school to be in tougher classes and pass with As. I participated in Student Council, National Honor Society, band, choir, French Club, etc. I went to my local community college, where I stayed just as busy as I had in high school and took tough courses. Things were great...on the outside. Inside...well...that was a whole different story. Goliath existed while I was growing up - familial expectations. Darren was the prized grandson to my Mom's parents. They loved us all, but he was the at the top peak looking down at the rest of us (in their eyes, n...