DELIA GRENVILLE

Recently, I was reading a friend's update that prompted me to look up the ancient Greco-Roman terms for love. It occurred to me that L-O-V-E continues to be one of the biggest things that hangs in the balance this decade.

The Greeks defined versions of love: agap...

This week I started thinking about how much times have changed since I was kid. During the holidays, it wasn’t unusual to find 3 coconuts, husks on, in the grocery bags. 

We all knew that meant. At some point, could be as immediately as while unpacking the groceries,...

I woke up, in the middle of the night, thinking about those children in the communities that the president insulted. And, the announcer who cried because his inner child was hurting for the children in that community. I woke up because my own child while playing Minecr...

Last night, at almost 11, I was ready to tell our son he was busted for: after bedtime TV watching. His door was shut. The lights were still on and yes, he was so busted! I opened the door expecting to startle him but he was so into that little device screen. He didn...

I have an odd habit of taking snippets of video. The moments before a posed picture or just a survey shot of a room. The snippets are mostly of people when they are just living. Most are 3s to 20s.

I remember talking to my Dad about a ten second video; one of my daugh...

We did not go to see Captain Marvel last night. Nope. By the time, our son got around to doing his piano, we were mad. He had a day off due to parent teacher meetings. He practiced one piece for 7 minutes. And, reported to his Dad, when he got home that he had ”done so...

Vulnerability during prayer. It should be a code we all honor

I guess what really hit me is: To me, NZ is so far away. And if this type of senseless crime is happening there, then officially, it is happening everywhere. 

We have a global problem. The second wave of colon...

I want a Mom.

Our son asked for his phone to go out with his Dad. He was going to sit in the lobby at work while Dad had a meeting, or in the car, or walk around. So “Mom, can I have my phone? For communication purposes?”

Here’s the thing. I forgot I loaned it to him....

I had to remember, in the moment that my teen and I were talking, “THIS IS MAGIC.” Not the scolding. Or my forthcoming punishment to reconcile with the universe. Or how bummed I feel because I think of all the echoes of teen voices in the universe who thought but didn’...

Well, my mother would have been 79 today had she lived.

What a funny sentence.

Had she lived.

She did live.

And we loved her.

We still talk about her amongst ourselves. Things she would’ve done, or said, or thought, or liked, or given or not taken. Like given somebody “one...