“There is no such thing as a prince charming or fairy godmother, but believe me, there are plenty of goliaths out there.” That’s what her father said, when late one night a sleepy little girl fortuitously married the lead characters in the telling of her two favorite stories. The way she told it, Cinderella (of the classic fairy tale) and David (as in David and Goliath) lived together “happily-everafter.” As a teenager, she thought perhaps her father had been wrong. How else could it be possible for such an intriguing and handsome boy to fall in love with her, an average girl?
This powerful memoir gives the reader an intimate view inside the hearts of grieving and hurting people. Rita’s untainted candor and occasional use of humor turns a personal tragedy into an inspirational how-to, and sometimes a how-not-to, learning experience. Goliath’s Mountain is a fictitious name, but the giants you meet in this book are painfully real. Her father was right, but Rita finds hope and a good life—right here on Goliath’s Mountain.
