I’m not sure if I should put this here so please bear with me.At present, I am already 27 years old. I was told that the last time I met my father was when I was only 1 year old. That means that I don’t have any memory of my father. I don’t know how he looks like nor do I remember any moments when we were together. All I know about him is his name. I don’t even know his birthday. Nor do I even know if he is still alive. Relatives think that he is now in Negros Oriental. Where exactly? We don’t know.

Once I was asked, “What would you do if you meet your father?” and all I can say was, “I don’t know. I really don’t know.” More likely, I’ll burst in tears as I am a person who easily cries.

So, why am I posting this? Perhaps, just perhaps, someone visiting my blog and reads this knows my father. Maybe, you know him. His name is Roque Lopez, Jr., a Cebuano and that’s all I know. If you happen to know a man with this name, then please, I beg you, please tell me by writing an email to lookingfordaddy@mikelopez.info. I will be very grateful if you do. Also, please help me pray for this.

One last thing, I will also be very happy if you can tell your friends about this request. Please tell them to visit:

http://articles.mikelopez.info/2004/09/28/daddy-where-are-you/

Some of you may think that I’m simply looking for traffic to my site but that’s beside the point. For now, all I desire is to see my dad, give him a tight hug, kiss him, and cry on his shoulders. After that, we can exchange stories and enjoy the presence of each other.

Thanks and God bless you all.

Sincerely,

Mike Lopez
Blog Author