My name is GP, and I’ve had a loved one go missing. It’s a sad end to a sentence, and one I hope many of you will never have to use. However, the sad reality is that some of you have said it; some of you are currently saying it; some of you may say it in the future. In my case, it’s my uncle: he went missing on 20 April 2012 while on holiday in Vietnam. He left behind a wife, two daughters and a son.
You can donate to GP here: https://www.justgiving.com/fundraising/gpmaradone
You can find out more about GP's missing uncle Edwin here: https://www.facebook.com/EdwinBONGdelaCruz/