A mother's plea: Help us survive and protect my child who was born in war.
My name is Sahar. Like any young woman, I dreamed of a stable and happy life. I was engaged to Mohammad, and together, we dreamed of building a warm little home where we could start our life. We spent years preparing our house, but just before our wedding, everything was destroyed in an instant by the war.
I was faced with a choice: to leave Mohammad in the midst of this chaos or to stand by him and begin our journey together, no matter how difficult it might be. I chose him. We got married, not in the dream wedding I had envisioned, but under the harsh reality of war. Our new home became a fragile tent, offering neither comfort nor security.
After we got married, I received the news that I was pregnant with my daughter, and I live in constant fear for my unborn child. I am terrified of the world she will be born into—a world of poverty, hunger, and bitter cold. We have been displaced from our home more than nine times, carrying with us nothing but the burden of loss and the hope of survival. The house we dreamed of is now rubble, and the tent we live in barely protects us from the rain and cold.How will I protect my daughter? We struggle to find enough food. Basic necessities like milk, blankets, and clothing feel impossibly out of reach. The cost of survival has become unbearable. Every night, I am haunted by the thought: how can I bring her into this world, knowing I cannot keep her safe?
After a long pregnancy filled with pain and fear, after nights without sleep, I finally gave birth to my baby girl. She was born in the middle of bombing, surrounded by destruction and poverty—not in a warm room, not in a safe place. Her first cry mixed with the sound of explosions, as if she was announcing her arrival into a cruel world she never chose.
I gave birth to her with nothing but my heart. I cannot promise her anything. Poverty surrounds us from every side, and the cold reaches her tiny body before night even comes. My baby and I are suffering deeply, not because we ask for much, but because I am unable to provide her with the most basic needs: milk, warmth, and safety.
When I look into her eyes, I feel strength. When I look at my empty hands, I break down in tears. I am a mother trying to save her child from hunger and fear, in a world that has shown no mercy even to the dreams of children.😢🥹
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From the depths of my heart, thank you for your kindness and compassion🥹❤️🙏
My name is Nour, I’m 18 years old. I once dreamed of becoming a doctor—to help people, to heal, to bring hope. I studied hard and believed that education was my way out😭.
But the war took everything.💔
In a single moment, my home was destroyed. Everything I loved—my books, my memories, my dreams—was buried under rubble.😭😭💔💔
Now, I live with my family in a torn tent. It doesn’t protect us from the cold or the burning heat. We have no food, no clean water, no safety—nothing.😭😭💔💔
Every night we sleep not knowing what tomorrow will bring: a chance at life… or more pain.🍉🍉
My mother is elderly and needs care. I used to dream of helping others, but today I can’t even help my own family.💔🍉
I’m reaching out to every kind heart reading this: please, help us. Any amount, any support, means the world.🙏🙏💔🍉
Your kindness could help us survive… and maybe, one day, I’ll return to school and chase my dream again.❤️
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Hello my friends 🫂😭😭Today was one of the hardest and most painful days of my life💔
Because of the violent, brutal winds, our tent the only shelter for me, my husband, and my little daughter was completely destroyed. It is gone and now we are left with nothing. 😭
Tonight we are forced to sleep in the street with no protection from the cold, the wind, or the fear. My small daughter is trembling in my arms, and my heart is breaking because I cannot give her a safe place to rest.
All I am asking for now is a new tent to protect us and give my child a little safety. The cost of a tent is $500.
If every kind donor could give just $30 or $40, we would be able to buy it very soon. 🙏
Please do not ignore the suffering of a mother who has no one in this world except your compassion.🫂
You are our only hope. You can help bring safety and dignity back to my little girl’s life.
Please help us even a small amount can save us. ❤️🩹
#This is the state of our tent now 😭😭😭👇
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My little daughter cries from hunger in my arms, and I stand helpless in front of her small eyes 💔
She feels the pain of hunger every single day, and all I have left is hope and a plea.
One can of milk costs $40. For me right now, this amount is beyond my ability but together, it can be possible.🙏🫂
Please, don’t leave me alone in this pain. Even a small contribution toward this amount could help save the life of an innocent child who has done nothing to deserve this suffering.😭😭
One can of milk means food and safety for her… and a moment of relief for my heart as a mother🫂🫂.
Please be the reason my daughter does not go to sleep hungry tonight 🤍
Hunger cannot wait.🙏🥹
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