My father is not a saint, a ghost nor an angel

He had jokes, always It’s been a year this week since my daddy left this earth to take up residency inside his mansion in glory. I love to laugh at the thought of anyone thinking Bob Skutt is dressed like cupid, Casper or flying around in angel wings. Y’all, Bob, isn’t fluttering about watching overContinue reading “My father is not a saint, a ghost nor an angel”

Just Another Predictable Tuesday, Until It Wasn’t

We are inching up to the first heaveniversary of daddy’s death. I decided I didn’t want to forget the details of that day from my perspective. He was such a loud light in all of our lives and that is missed more than any of us can truly express. I know heaven is a louderContinue reading “Just Another Predictable Tuesday, Until It Wasn’t”

I Still Miss Her

Wilma and her girls – our last picture with her. About 6 weeks before she died. 10 years ago this morning my Meemaw (Julie’s “Grandmother”) met Jesus face to face. What a rejoicing that must have been for she, my Peepaw (Julie’s “Granddaddy”) and our Healer. We called them different names, but they were theContinue reading “I Still Miss Her”

A Friend

Tommy Atchley was a great man. He was a christian and a lover of the Lord. He was a powerful testimony to the love of Christ. He was honest, nice, caring, giving, and funny! His family and Stephen’s family vacationed together at the beach for many years. The families were close and he was Stephen’sContinue reading “A Friend”