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📌 Help Doha and Little Wateen from Gaza. 🤍🇵🇸

💔 My name is Doha, and I am 29 years old, a widow from Gaza. I used to work as a content writer, but I lost my husband, my home, and my job because of the war. The only thing I have left is my precious daughter, Wateen Al Rouh, who is about to celebrate her first birthday. 🌸👶

📌 My dream began... 💍

On October 19, 2023, I got engaged to the love of my life, Nashat. I was preparing for a new life filled with love, happiness, and hope. Like every bride, I had started buying everything I needed for our wedding and our future together. ✨🤍

📌 Then the war changed everything... 💣

When the war began in Gaza on October 7, 2023, our lives were turned upside down. My family and I were forced to flee from one place to another, leaving behind all of my belongings. Eventually, we ended up living in a small tent shared by 11 people during the freezing winter. Every day became harder as prices soared and even the most basic necessities became difficult to find. 🏕️💔

📌 I lost contact with my fiancé... then learned the painful truth. 😢

On February 24, 2024—his birthday—Nashat was taken from the school where he had been sheltering and detained. He spent 51 days in prison, where he endured severe abuse, hunger, cold, dog attacks, and torture, losing a great deal of weight. He was finally released on April 15, 2024, exhausted but alive. 🕊️

📌 We chose hope despite everything. 🤍

After our home was destroyed, we decided to get married without a wedding ceremony because of the danger surrounding us. On May 4, 2024, we were married and began our life together in a small tent in Al-Mawasi, Khan Younis, dreaming of building a family despite the bombs, fear, and uncertainty. 🏕️💍

📌 Soon, we were expecting our first child... 🤰👶

I became pregnant with our baby girl, and we were filled with hope for the future. But our happiness did not last.

📌 On April 7, 2025, I lost my husband forever. 🕊️💔

Nashat was killed while standing outside our shelter with his older brother. Neither of them survived. I was six months pregnant, suddenly left alone, carrying a baby who would never have the chance to meet her father. 😭

📌 My daughter, Wateen Al Rouh, was born... 🌸

Because of serious health complications, I gave birth by cesarean section. My daughter entered this world without her father, without a home, and into the hardships of war. 👶🤍

📌 Today... 🎂

On July 26, 2026, Wateen Al Rouh will celebrate her first birthday. Instead of planning a celebration, I struggle every day to provide milk, food, diapers, and the basic things she needs to survive and grow. 🎈🥹

📌 We need your help. 🙏

My daughter and I have no home and no source of income. We urgently need support to cover our most basic needs. Every donation, no matter how small, makes a real difference in our lives and gives my daughter a chance for a safer and healthier future.

🤲 Thank you for taking the time to read our story. Thank you for every donation, every share, and every act of kindness. Your support gives us hope. ❤️🇵🇸