Daniel, your family in Venezuela misses you and is looking for you

In 2009, my uncle Daniel moved to New York. For the first couple of years, everything seemed fine. Then silence. After years of declining opportunities, the decision to emigrate was made with heavy hearts. At 35, Daniel was old enough to know the risks but young enough to believe it was worth it. For a while, things were good. Daniel called regularly from New York, talking about work in moving companies, about the cold winters. They sent money home when they could, which helped us survive. The last time we heard anything was 2016. The phone number changed and we didn't get the new one. Social media profiles went dark. Daniel had a way of keeping the family together through sheer force of love. Daniel would be around 52 now. compact build, thick eyebrows, always well-groomed. Every time I see someone who looks like them on the street, my heart stops for a moment. If you know Daniel or have any information, please help us reconnect. We don't care about the reasons for the silence. We just want them back in our lives.