Why?

I was born and raised in San Cristóbal, Táchira, Venezuela. On June 24th, 2026, two significant earthquakes, measuring 7.2 and 7.5, struck Caracas and La Guaira. I experienced the unfolding events like many in the diaspora: feeling powerless, thousands of miles away, constantly refreshing my phone for updates about my loved ones.

However, an unexpected turn of events occurred. I reestablished contact with old school friends from my hometown, individuals I had not communicated with for years. Through them, I was introduced to a small group of nurses they had studied alongside, who had since relocated to Caracas. These nurses are now dedicating their time to collect donations, procure medicine and supplies, and personally deliver them to the most affected areas.

This initiative is not a faceless organization. It involves individuals with whom I share a genuine connection, engaging in hands-on work. They send me photographs of every invoice, every box of supplies, and every delivery, as I requested transparency, and they recognize the significance of trust at this moment, particularly in a country like Venezuela, where corruption has long deprived many of hope.

Some volunteers are going beyond what I anticipated. A few of these same individuals, along with their families, have been traveling to La Guaira, one of the most severely impacted regions, searching through the debris for their own missing relatives. They are utilizing a thermal camera, acquired with these funds, to assist in locating individuals still trapped or buried. This is not merely abstract relief work for them; it is deeply personal. It involves their neighbors, their family members, and their childhood neighborhoods.

What?

Every contribution, including cryptocurrency donations (Monero), is directed entirely towards:

• Medicine for hospitals and clinics overwhelmed by the influx of injured individuals.
• Rescue equipment, such as thermal imaging cameras, to aid in locating survivors and recovering the missing in areas like La Guaira.

Why?

I may have left Venezuela, but Venezuela has never left me. San Cristóbal is my home; Táchira is my home. And at this moment, home is in pain. I feel like I need to do something; we need to do something.