At dawn on March 18, 2025, ๐
it was supposed to be the start of a beautiful day, my 32nd birthday, as I had already spent the previous year turning 31 under the fire of bombing and genocide. And here we are, revisiting the aftermath and tragic memories of war on my birthday once again ๐๐
I will never have a worse memory than this. The house opposite mine was targeted in the middle of the night, at 2:30 am, and we were surprised by ash, sand, and shrapnel raining down on our heads. I was unable to open my eyes due to the sand accumulating in them. I felt a sharp sting in my eyes. I didn't know where the right way to escape was, and I basically didn't know what I was running from. I was still asleep. My mind began to comprehend a little that I am not in a dream, this is reality and we are awake and this war is again ๐๐๐
My house and its walls are destroyed and the sounds of the neighbors screaming and crying painfully ๐ญ
And I was praying to God at these moments, O Lord, that this is a nightmare and someone comes and wakes me up from it ๐ฅบ๐คง๐คง
I found my child Tim covered in dust and sand, his skin color was gray and he was trembling, he was sleeping in a deep sleep and he does not know, like me, until this moment, what is happening to us.
Is this the Day of Resurrection?? I hugged him, really wanting someone to hug me ๐ซ๐ญ because of my panic and fear ๐ญ
This is how, my friends, the occupation celebrated my birthday after two months of suffering after the end of the war, rebuilding my house with simple and expensive items at the same time, due to the lack of capabilities at the present time, to be able to sit in it with my family, and all the repairs to the house after the sudden strike were in vain.
Now I am without windows and doors, and the walls have gaps from the shrapnel of the bombing.
I ask you for urgent help in this cold weather, my friends, to close and repair all this destruction that occurred in our house ๐๐ญ
As we have no shelter now, during these days that are carrying a very cold air depression at the present time I couldn't have the happy birthday I was expecting ๐๐ So please make a beautiful memory for me and share my campaign and support me ๐ซ๐
This is Reema's family, currently residing in northern Gaza. โฆ Reema Samara needs your support for Help Taim's Family to evacuate from Gaza












