For three years, this has been our reality in Gaza. Every day, people and children leave their shelters searching for food, never knowing if they will make it back home. Too many return as names on a list instead of carrying bread for their families.
Please consider helping, even if it’s only the cost of one meal. And if you can’t donate, sharing our story could help us reach someone who can. Every share, every kind word, and every donation brings hope to my children. ❤️
I cannot provide for them because the war destroyed our home and I cannot work, even though I have a university degree. Every day is a fight













