28/10/2025
🌙 Another long night in Gaza...
Abeer and I are still awake, watching our children sleep, our hearts aching for Heba — our little girl who left us without a goodbye.
Every night, the pain grows heavier, and the silence becomes harder to bear.
We once had a small home that sheltered us, and a tiny project that provided for our family…
Now, we have nothing but a thin tent to keep out the cold, and hearts filled with fear of what tomorrow might bring.
It hurts to say this, but donations have become very little — not enough to survive.
Life is unbearably hard, and though some prices dropped a bit, most things are still beyond reach.
I am not a beggar. I truly appreciate every bit of help and every kind word you’ve shared.
My presence here with you today is proof that your support keeps me standing — gives me the strength to continue.
Tonight, we sit quietly, looking at our children and praying the world doesn’t forget our pain 💔
> 🩵 “Daddy, when can we go home?” — Adam
💖 “I miss my sister Heba.” — Reem
Sometimes, a simple word or a small share keeps hope alive 🕊️
💙 Your support means life to us — gofund.me/0d65c8a8