Jerry Del Rosario

 Do you Know Him?

I know nothing about this man. Except his name and that he is my FATHER.  Im not even sure if im not holding into the wrong name, with a secretive mother you'll never know. Anyway, he was supposed to be Jerry Del ROsario. In my 17 years of breathing, I havent seen any physical evidence of his being . Well i'm not going to whine about how unfair it is that I grew up to be a shrinking violet because of his absence. I learned that in Psychology, that kids who does'nt have a paternal figure to look up to in their years of development will most likely become, let just say Zipped. 
The second question would be, would I want to meet him?
In gradeschool, nope, I didnt want pain, I have been bullied due to this and i didnt want to meet the person who made me experience becoming an outcast who have wasted gallons of salty tears everyday. In highschool, I think I wanted to , I wrote any essay about him. Titled " ANG NAWAWALANG BALAHIBO" ( MISSING FEATHER). It was an emotional one, the first public representation of my grief. It tells about how a bird couldnt fly because she isnt complete. ( I know , HS was full of drama, but it was fun).


Now? Maybe? Not?
Im not sure. the thing is I just whisper to myself that GOD has plans, and I being his creation doesnt have the right to question. There are just moments when I wonder if I have met him in the streets or sat with him in a bus, that if only I paid attention to people I would have known it was him. That's one thing I dont do, stare at random people: I exist in this world unnoticed, why should I stare at people who dont even know JM.
Is this a "Wanted dead or alive?". half actually,  there could be someone who breathes around him that could read this.  Its just another blog post by JM, with mixed intentions...
JulY 30
I was determined to cease from wondering about JERRy when I found this video:
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=UZtQ4-dJut8&feature=related