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💔 My wife and I have been living in a thin, worn-out tent since the war destroyed our apartment in Jabalia. Our tent can’t protect us from the cold, the rain, or the storms.

The rain soaks our blankets, clothes, and the few things we managed to save. The nights are freezing, and we have no warm clothing, no heater, no real shelter.

We are exhausted — physically, mentally, and emotionally — trying to survive winter while rebuilding from nothing.

We urgently need help: warm blankets, dry shelter, basic necessities, and tools to rebuild our lives with dignity.

Your support — through donating or sharing our campaign — is not just kindness. It’s warmth. It’s survival. It’s hope.

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Any donation — big or small — will help us stay safe and warm.

She survived the missiles, but she could not survive the severe cold

Since yesterday, the rain hasn’t stopped. Freezing cold and strong winds. Since yesterday we have been suffering, and my children are feeling cold

For the past two days, the storm has pushed families in Gaza into conditions that are impossible to imagine.

Our tents have flooded, our bedding is soaked, and the cold rain hasn’t stopped for a moment. Many families no longer have a place to stay… and mine is one of them.

I’m a child, and all I know right now is that we spend long hours under the rain, just trying to find a dry spot to rest. I see the exhaustion in my family’s eyes, and I feel helpless, because we have nothing to do but wait for the storm to end… or for someone to reach out and help us.

My family is fighting hard to keep going, and any support could mean so much to us in these painful moments.

Please share this and donate to my family, it would mean more than you can imagine.

  A year has passed since that night, but nothing has really changed Our house is still rubble, our streets still carry the smell of smoke, and the sky still echoes with sounds that make Amira flinch in her sleep. She has just turned one. She’s learning to walk, holding my finger with her tiny hand, laughing at the smallest things — as if she doesn’t see the destruction around her. She doesn’t know the word “loss.” She never met her father, but when she smiles, I see him there. Sometimes I watch her sleeping, and I wonder what kind of world she will grow up in — whether she will ever know what peace feels like, what home smells like. And yet, when she opens her eyes in the morning and says “mama,” everything becomes bearable again. I want to rebuild our home. Not just for the walls — but for her future. For Amira to have a small room, a safe place to dream, a life that belongs to her, not to war. I’m not asking for much. Only for a chance to give her a beginning filled with warmth instead of fear

 A Mother’s Message

Today, you can be the difference between my daughters’ lives and their survival in danger

In Gaza, there is no food, medicine, or warmth without your support. Every donation means a meal, medicine, and warmth for Alma, Lama, and Lina.

We need €150 daily to protect them from hunger and cold and keep hope alive in their lives.

🙏 Reach out now… and be the reason they stay safe tonight.

Donate or share our story.

Every night, I listen to my children shiver under thin blankets, and I hold them close, trying to give them some warmth… but the cold is stronger than all of us.

Since we lost our home, this worn-out tent is all we have.

The wind strikes it every night as if trying to tear away what little is left of our lives.

My husband grows weaker day by day, and I have nothing but a heart that breaks for all of them.

We desperately need help—blankets, food, a better tent… anything that can protect my children from this merciless winter.

Your kindness could be the reason they sleep tonight feeling warm and safe.

Please… don’t leave us alone in this cold. 🤍❄️

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Every day here in Gaza feels like a year carved into our chests. The war isn’t like it was in the early days—the sky is quieter, the air carries less smoke, and the nights hold fewer explosions. But the pain… it still lives under the rubble, inside our memories, and in the empty spaces where our loved ones once stood.

I’m writing this today not because the war has completely ended, but because for the first time in a long while, it feels like the horizon is opening a little. A small space where we can breathe, gather ourselves, and try to rebuild what’s left of our lives. Yet every step forward feels like walking on wounded memories, and every stone from our destroyed home whispers stories we never got to finish.

We lived through nights so heavy we thought morning would never come. We lost things that can never be replaced—homes, dreams, pieces of our hearts. But we are still here… holding on, trying, fighting to stay standing despite everything.

And in the middle of this long road… there is a house. A house that once carried laughter, warmth, noise, and life. Today, all that remains is an image holding a memory—and rubble longing for the people who once lived inside.

Today, we are trying to rebuild—not just the walls of a house, but an entire life that was shattered. We are trying to create a new beginning, to live with dignity again, to give our family a sense of safety that we’ve been missing for so long.

We’re not writing this to mourn what was lost, but to ask for a chance to start again. We ask for your support because rebuilding after a war is not something one person can do alone—it is a human effort, a shared act of compassion. We need you. We need your hearts. We need your help to stand again.

Because Gaza has no working banking system, we use my brother U.S. Stripe account to safely process donations for our family. Nothing is hidden — every dollar goes where it should. We are ready to show proof of anything, at any time.

Every contribution—no matter how small—makes a difference. It becomes part of our story, part of rebuilding a home, part of reviving a life that nearly faded.

The war may be almost over… but our journey back to life begins now.

Guys, in addition to the harsh life left by the war, today the situation becomes even more severe due to heavy rains. Children are literally crying under the rain tonight in Gaza. Their tents have collapsed, their blankets are soaked, and they have nowhere to run as storms hit the camps.💔🌧️

Entire families woke up to find their tents flooded and their few belongings drenched in cold water. More than half a million displaced families are living like this, with no roof, no tools to repair torn tents, and nothing dry to sleep on.

My family is one of them.

We lost our home completely, and the rain tonight means cold, sickness, and fear. Giving up just the cost of a cup of tea once could help us get dry blankets, food, medicine, even clean water.

Please show your humanity.

Donate and reblog. 🙏💔

  A year has passed since that night, but nothing has really changed Our house is still rubble, our streets still carry the smell of smoke, and the sky still echoes with sounds that make Amira flinch in her sleep. She has just turned one. She’s learning to walk, holding my finger with her tiny hand, laughing at the smallest things — as if she doesn’t see the destruction around her. She doesn’t know the word “loss.” She never met her father, but when she smiles, I see him there. Sometimes I watch her sleeping, and I wonder what kind of world she will grow up in — whether she will ever know what peace feels like, what home smells like. And yet, when she opens her eyes in the morning and says “mama,” everything becomes bearable again. I want to rebuild our home. Not just for the walls — but for her future. For Amira to have a small room, a safe place to dream, a life that belongs to her, not to war. I’m not asking for much. Only for a chance to give her a beginning filled with warmth instead of fear

 A Mother’s Message

Please help me buy milk and diapers for my son, and also provide food for my family.

Please help me

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We are now living in a dangerous displacement situation 😭💔... There is nothing left for anything, no safety, no safe place. I hope you can help me by donating on this link to save our lives and be able to pay the costs of displacement... 😢 Here are these live pictures from the place where we were lying.. I don't know, you might lose me at any moment.. 😢 We want to pay the costs of displacement.. until we reach the southern regions as requested by the occupation... Thank you for your support and generosity to us... ❤️ Your lover, your brother and friend, Amjad Al-Ghaly 🇵🇸❤️🍉

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Deadline 20 November

Subject: Collecting money to buy food , medicine and soma winter essentials to my elderly parents

Current process:

USD 10,733 / $12,033

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Because of your incredible kindness, my mother can finally see again. Her eye surgery was successful, and every smile she gives now reminds us that your generosity gave her hope and light when we had almost none. You didn't just restore her sight , you restored our hearts. 🙏💗

But now, my parents face another heartbreaking struggle. They are elderly, their health fragile, and they desperately need proper nutrition chicken and meat to stay strong. The prices are high, and without them, their health weakens day by day. On top of that, they need essential medicines for their chronic conditions (blood pressure and diabetes) which are so rare and expensive that sometimes we can barely find them.

Winter has arrived, and our small space can't keep the cold away. After losing everything we had, even buying warm clothes, blankets, and other winter essentials has become almost impossible, and the prices keep rising . It breaks me to see my parents the two people who once gave me everything now suffering like this not because they did anything wrong, but because life has left them with nothing. 💔😔

We are trying to raise $1,300 to cover all these urgent needs food, medicine, and winter essentials , so my parents can survive this harsh season with comfort, warmth, and hope. Please, if you're reading this, I'm asking from the bottom of my heart , help me take care of them. Your support can bring warmth to their cold nights, medicine to ease their pain, and hope to hearts that have almost given up. Every donation, no matter how small, truly matters. You can be the reason my parents smile again, the reason they believe that kindness still exists in thi orld. 💔😔🙏

The world says the war is “over,” but tell me how is it over when my mother still wakes up gasping for breath? When every night I pray she survives until morning because I can’t afford the device that keeps her heart alive?

We lost our home. We lost everything. And now I’m watching the person who gave me life slowly fade in front of me —because we have nothing left but hope.

She needs a new heart device — $35,000 — to live. I’m begging you: don’t scroll past this like it’s just another post. Please donate, reblog, or share anything. Your act of kindness could literally save a life tonight.