Every person who knew Blake in the mission refers to him as Wee yum, if I had a dime for every time I heard Wee yum today I could make a lot of meals for these people. Wee Yum was comfortable and loved in his mission.
It's difficult to put into words how I am feeling. Since making a bucket list, one of the things on it, in fact at the top of the list was to visit the places where Blake served as a missionary for the church. Walking the streets, seeing the homes he taught in, visiting with the members who literally fed him and provided a listening ear when he was struggling to not only be an effective missionary and serve the Lord but to also deal with the fact that his mother was countries away dealing with cancer. My heart has been touched and my eyes full of tears as these sweet wonderful people have invited us into their humble homes and shared stories of Blakes love for the Dominican People. Yesterday we were able to attend church with him in Santiago, before we were even able to enter the doors people were surrounding him, hugging him and expressing their love for him to us. "ahh Wee yum" is all we heard.
|Caroline--so nice to meet her she emailed me|
often and reads my blog
|"Wheel yum -was my son in the mission|
your son in your home"
|Biggest pot of rice I have ever seen, and so good|
|Chicken, plantains, rice, avocado (the best I'v ever eaten)|
potatoes with cream sauce, salad with salsa dressing