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⚠️This may be my final plea. Please sympathize with my child, Farah, who suffers from kidney failure and autism. I don't want to lose her. Donate, even if it is 1 euro, to help my children who are shivering from the extreme cold Don't turn a blind eye to our suffering, the situation is catastrophic 🥹 If you cannot, share, perhaps the generous souls will support us 😭💔🙏🏻 https://chuffed.org/project/153965-urgent-appeal-kidney-failure-and-autism-threatens-farah

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My name is Saja. I’m a wife, a mother, and a woman who once believed her story would be simple. I thought my days would be filled with watching my daughter grow — from her first smile to her first steps — surrounded by the small joys of everyday life.

But life had other plans.

War has returned to our home. Again. And once again, we find ourselves living under skies that never seem to rest.

There was a moment — a fragile, breathless moment — when the bombs paused and the world seemed to remember us. It gave us hope. We thought maybe, just maybe, we could start to rebuild. But now, we are back in the dark — hiding, holding on, praying.

I’m writing this not as someone seeking pity, but as a mother who has no other choice but to speak.

Imagine holding your baby in the middle of the night, not because she cried, but because the world outside roared too loud for either of you to sleep. Imagine whispering bedtime stories not to lull her into dreams, but to keep the fear from settling into her tiny bones.

This is my life.

This is my daughter’s life.

And even now — especially now — I believe in softness. I believe in kindness. Because when everything else is taken from you, hope becomes the most valuable thing you have.

Why I’m Reaching Out Our home has been damaged. Our lives changed. But through it all, my daughter wakes up every morning with a smile. She reaches for me with trust, with love, with faith that I will keep her safe.

That’s why I keep going.

I’ve launched a campaign to ask for help — not because it’s easy, but because silence is no longer an option. I am asking for support not just for me, but for my baby, and for the quiet strength of so many mothers like me who are fighting, every single day, to hold their families together.

How You Can Help: 🤍 Help us restore parts of our home so we can live with dignity 🤍 Support women and mothers in Gaza with access to care and resources 🤍 Keep the light of hope alive for a generation born in the shadows of war

💛 If you can, please support our journey here:

If you can’t give, please consider sharing. Your voice might be the reason someone else hears ours.

From My Heart to Yours Maybe our lives are worlds apart. Maybe you’ve never lived through war. But if you’ve ever held a child and wished the world could be better for them — then you understand more than you know.

I don’t want my daughter to grow up thinking the world turned away.

Please, if you’ve read this far — thank you. Thank you for seeing us. Thank you for caring. We are still here. Still hoping. Still holding on to every kind act like it’s a lifeline.

My name is Mosab, I’m a husband and father living in Gaza with my family during the war.

This space is where I share my story, the struggles we face, and our hope to rebuild life with dignity.

Here’s a map of my blog to help you find the most important posts and ways to support:

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💔 My Story

https://www.tumblr.com/mosabsdr/775218795552849920/vetted-by-bilal-sala7-58

https://www.tumblr.com/mosabsdr/784339177421553664/a-voice-from-gaza-still-here-still

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🕊️ Life in Gaza – Updates

https://www.tumblr.com/mosabsdr/794394100068679680/every-morning-we-wake-to-new-pain-and-harder

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🤝 How to Support Us

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🔁 Spread the Word

Even if you cannot donate, reblogs and shares are powerful 💙.

Every share helps our voices be heard and brings us closer to safety and hope.

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❤️ Thank You

Your support, kindness, and solidarity give us strength in these dark times.

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My name is Layan. I'm 30 years old and I once lived a life full of hope and ambition.I studied architecture and earned a bachelor's degree, and I worked for a private company for a while. But when the war broke out in Gaza, the company shut down and was completely destroyed, leaving me jobless and without a place to work. My husband was killed in the war, and my daughter Fatima, my sons Ahmed and Mahmoud, and I were left alone. I became the family's sole breadwinner in these extremely harsh conditions. 💔 As the bombing intensified and the violence escalated, we were forced to flee our beautiful home, which was completely destroyed, to the city of Khan Younis in southern Gaza. We lived in a small tent barely a few meters wide, but even that wasn't enough. We had to flee again to central Gaza, where we now live in a school for displaced people, moving from place to place without knowing when this tragic journey would end. With prices rising due to the closure of the crossings, I can't feed my children or provide them with the bare necessities of life. I launched this campaign hoping that those who understand the meaning of humanity in this world will help us. ❤️🇵🇸

🍉My campaign has been verified by gazavetters line (108) 🍉

Thank you to everyone who supports us, I will never forget that, I will be very grateful 💚 🇵🇸🌹

After handling a gross rat infestation in our apartment and deep cleaning this place I fell ill. I assumed it was a seasonal cold + my usual allergies but early in the morning I had to go to the hospital because my body was fatigued and my heart rate was way too high.

I had to buy medication and will have to pay other fees which will affect my rent. I need $93 to make sure I’m able to pay. If you can donate or just share my family would deeply appreciate it

11/21/25

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My daughter Lama is only 4 years old, yet she is carrying a pain no child should ever bear.

She was severely injured in her hand and desperately needs immediate medical treatment to save her.

My daughters—and so many children like them—are in grave danger because of the relentless war around us.

In , bombs fall without mercy, hunger gnaws at our bones, and safety feels like a distant dream.

There is no medicine, no functioning hospitals—only the crushing silence of a world that looks away.

Please, your share could be the voice that breaks this silence.

Your donation could be the lifeline that saves a child’s life.

Help us hold on to hope.

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