💔 My name is Hanaa, a mother of seven children from Gaza City.
Before the war, we lived a simple but happy life. We had a beautiful home filled with laughter, family gatherings, and precious memories. My husband worked hard to build a small company that provided for us, and we dreamed of a bright future for our children. My eldest son had just begun a new job and was excited to start his life, while my second son proudly worked alongside his father.
Then the war took everything.
Our home was reduced to rubble. The company that my husband spent years building disappeared overnight. The life we had worked so hard for was gone in a moment.
But the greatest loss was my son.
My eldest son was killed while trying to bring food to our family. He left home hoping to help his hungry brothers and sisters and never came back. No mother should have to bury her child, especially a child whose last act was trying to feed his family.
As if that pain was not enough, my other son was severely injured and now desperately needs medical treatment that we cannot afford.
We spent every penny we had trying to survive. Today, we have no savings left, no home to return to, and no way to provide the basic necessities my children need. Every day is a struggle to find food, medicine, and shelter. As a mother, it breaks my heart to watch my children suffer and to feel powerless to help them.
That is why I started this campaign.
I am not asking for luxury or comfort. I am simply asking for a chance to keep my children alive, to provide food for their empty stomachs, medicine for my injured son, and hope for their future. My youngest daughter deserves the opportunity to grow up in safety and dignity, not surrounded by loss and hardship.
Our campaign is moving very slowly, and we are running out of options. Every donation, no matter how small, can make a real difference for my family. If you are unable to donate, please share our story. Your kindness may reach someone who can help.
My name is Hanaa. Before the war, our life was simple, quiet, and filled with happiness. ❤️ We lived in a cozy home where laughter echoed ev
From the depths of a mother's heart, thank you for reading, sharing, donating, and standing beside my family during the darkest chapter of our lives. 🙏❤️
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