I approached an elderly man among them and we began to talk. With deep sorrow, he told me that he had lost his entire family in the indiscriminate bombing of their city. He was left alone, old, and without any support or care, as if time had abandoned him to face his pain alone.
I offered him some food and tried to provide some comfort, but what truly shook me was the broken expression on his face and the vacant look in his eyes. Those eyes had witnessed an indescribable tragedy, years of pain and loss.
At that moment, I realized the immense suffering that the elderly endure during times of war and conflict, how they lose everything—not just their possessions, but also their dignity and sense of security.
This deeply emotional encounter pushed me to work even harder to provide support and care for this often-forgotten vulnerable group. It is a moment that will remain etched in my memory and will continue to be a powerful motivator in my humanitarian efforts, no matter the challenges.
