Susan Catlett was bossy. She’d boss with a smile, which sometimes threw people off. Her bossiness worked well for her as a Sheriff’s Officer, school principal, or superintendent […]

“It is God to whom and with whom we travel, and while He is the end of our journey, He is also at every stopping place.” Elisabeth Elliott […]

Three things struck me about this post. First, my mother loved an adventure.  Second, and this is an important aspect of this blog, SweetSpeakableSorrow, is the ease with […]

My husband and I, my sons, and my parents were all gathered around our large round patio table in my backyard when my mother shared the news of […]

For in grief nothing “stays put.” One keeps on emerging from a phase, but it always recurs. Round and round. Everything repeats. Am I going in circles, or […]

When I was in the sixth grade, I traveled with my parents to Brazil. We journeyed with a small group from our church to visit missionaries we supported […]

I started going to the Clinic with my parents as my mother’s disease progressed. It was grueling.  It began with the long van ride (with no shocks) and […]

“Consider it all joy, my brothers and sisters, when you encounter various (poikilos: many-colored) trials, knowing that the testing of your faith produces endurance.” James 1:2 & 3   Our family once […]

My mom was funny. The way she saw the world during her sickness kept us kinda-sorta sane. She was always looking for the teaching moment in every situation. […]

This week I watched a youtube video of Joni Eareckson Tada. At 17 years old, Tada dove into a lake that broke her neck, which left her quadriplegic. […]

This post shows the wide range of emotions my mother experienced throughout her ALS journey. Every day for ALS patients brings new changes, losses, and unexpected challenges. We […]

Most of my mother’s days during her illness (and health) were filled with this type of fun. She loved to sanctify time and celebrated the people God placed […]