For nearly three decades, Natan dedicated his life to others. He was the first to arrive at scenes no one dared approach terror attacks, accidents, collapsed buildings. With a heart full of compassion, he gave dignity to the fallen and comfort to grieving families.

But since that dark Saturday, October 7, his own life collapsed. He was there in the South, collecting hundreds of bodies, walking among burned cars, through destroyed homes, witnessing mothers, fathers, and children cut down with cruelty. These images cannot be erased. They haunt him in every moment, in every breath.

When he returned home, another devastation awaited. The small business he built with his own hands collapsed. His kitchen fell silent, his house grew empty, and his heart… shattered. The man who once stood strong for everyone else was left powerless in his own life.

“I’m not asking for pity,” Natan says. “I’m asking for life. I want to rebuild a small business, to work again with dignity, to be a father present for my children.”

This is our chance to show him he is not alone.