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a houseful of half-empty cups with coffee grounds dusting the countertops and dreams unfolding like flannel sheets shaken into the wind and floating like so many seeds set adrift in an open sky that calls for us in all directions because the seed is the center and life expands outwards irrepressiblyĀ in directions we pretend to choose
a headful of flowers a heartful of ache and calloused hands over dry wood (a feeling that is a sound; a sound that is a feeling) and toes that grip but push one rung and then another still with messy hair in mossy tangles drifting over calico faded by sunlight and laughter and wear i watch a childās barefoot ascent over the garden wall and know that we are gone
š¬ Just a Small Update, and a Big Thank You
Dear friends, kind hearts, and everyone who has stood with us,
When I first opened my heart to the world and shared our story, I never imagined the amount of love and solidarity we would receive. Thanks to your incredible support, weāve now reached $12,837āa milestone that brings real light to some very dark days.
From the deepest corners of my heart, thank you.
š A Journey of Loss, but Also of Strength
As many of you know, Iāve lost 25 of my loved ones during this devastating war. That grief lives with me every single day. Itās in the silence that once held laughter, in the empty spaces where we once gathered as a family.
But through your help, Iāve also felt something else: hope. And that hope is priceless.
ā21/Oct/2023 Before It Reached Us: The Day Our Neighborās House Was Destroyedā A quiet moment of fear, filmed just before everything changed.
ā22/Oct/2023 The Morning After: Our Family Home in Ruinsā This is what was left behind after the bombing of our home.
šæ What Life Looks Like for Us Now
Despite everything, weāre still here. Still surviving. Still hoping.
But things have only gotten harder.
The war has returned, more brutal than beforeāand for over a month now, Gaza has been completely sealed off. No food is coming in. No medical supplies. No aid. No trade. No one is allowed to leave, and no one is allowed to enter.
Weāre trapped.
š We live with the fear of tomorrow, every single day. Airstrikes, drones, and the uncertainty of what might happen next. šØāš©āš§ Our family is forever changedāwe havenāt just lost people; weāve lost pieces of ourselves. š Basic needs go unmetāeven clean water feels like a luxury now. Medicines, if they exist at all, are unreachable.
And yetā¦
Your support reminds us that weāre not forgotten. It reminds us that someone, somewhere, is still listening. That someone still cares. That weāre not completely alone in this.
Every message. Every share. Every dollar. It tells us: Youāre walking this road with us. And that gives us the strength to keep going.
š What You Can Do
If youāve already donatedāthank you beyond words. If you can share our story again, it could reach someone who can help.
Even $5 means warmth, comfort, and a chance to breathe a little easier.
My name isĀ Mosab Elderawi, and I am a survivor of the war in Gaza. Life as I knew it has been completely destroyed. I have lost my home, my
āØ Why It All Matters
This isnāt just about reaching a fundraising goal. Itās about surviving war with dignity. Itās about believing in tomorrow. Itās about making sure my daughter grows up knowing that the world did not look away.
Thank you for your kindness, patience, and belief in our humanity. Youāve helped me find my voiceāand I will use it to keep hope alive.
š From the Heart: A Quiet Apology
Thereās something I need to sayāsomething thatās been on my heart for some time.
When I first began sharing our story, I didnāt know what the right way was. I was scared, grieving, and trying to protect my family in any way I could. I reached out to many people, hoping someone, anyone, would see us. In that process, I now realize I may have overstepped, and I might have made some feel overwhelmed.
If that happened, I am truly sorry.
Please believe me when I say it was never out of disregard or pushiness. It came from a place of fearāfear of being forgotten, fear of not being able to keep my family safe, fear of watching everything I love slip away in silence.
Iām learning as I go. Iāve slowed down. Iām more mindful now, trying to share our journey in a way that feels respectful of the space and hearts of those listening.
If my words ever came at the wrong time, or in the wrong way, I hope you can understand where they came fromāand I hope you can forgive me.
Thank you for seeing past my mistakes. Thank you for still being here. It means more than I can ever explain.
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With love and endless gratitude, Mosab and family ā„ļø
Pull me into your lap and show me something you love, lean over and against me while showing me with your finger the words on a page in front of you. Allow me to press the length of my noise into the curve of your neck just below your jawline. Let me curl into a ball there while you read the paper, one hand idly stroking my hair. Tell me I am beautiful and show me I deserve safety by always protecting me and keeping me in softness. Tease me over warm tea on our patio in the sunshine, in our kitchen looking out at the snow, as our cat leans against our legs. Laugh and then become serious as your hand cups my cheek, speaking in reverent whispers about our love.
š«Please stop and listen to my story. Don't ignore me.š
I am Yousef, 35 years old, married
Please take two minutes of your time and I hope you stand by me and help me save my family from the war
I have three children
They were deprived of their most basic rights as children, their right to education, play and live safely like the rest of the children in the world. They were terrified and very afraid of the sounds of missiles. Our house was bombed while we were inside it and some of us were injured, but we miraculously survived. My house was completely destroyed in Khan Younis and I headed to the displacement camps on the beach. I had a beautiful house and I had clothing stores, but they were completely destroyed during the brutal war on the Gaza Strip, which was a source of income for us. The tent we live in now does not protect us from the heat of summer or the harsh cold of winter and rain. I want you to help me so that I can be with my family again
I have suffered from the war for more than a year and a half. I lost part of my family, my home and my work
We have nothing left here
I lost my dreams and ambitions after I drew a beautiful future
This war is cruel and brutal, we cannot provide the most basic rights
We have been suffering from famine for months and we are still patient
I also need to travel with my family if the crossing opens at any time in order to save our lives
One person needs to pay coordination to the Egyptian side from $5,000 to $8,000, this is a large amount
But I know that thanks to your support we were able to save our lives from death
Your donation is enough to save our lives from death
Things here are more difficult than you see
I hope you do not leave us here aloneš«
I am kirsty, I am from England, I met Youssef through volunteer work with Ebonā¦ Kirsty Watson needs your support for Youssef and his family
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I dont know how to get over the fact that i thought I found my soulmate and then he emotionally abused me and then he hit me and now i feel guilty every day because I can't leave and I can't love him and no one deserves to be in a relationship with someone who can't love love them.
But I did.
Until he hit me.
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If you had to chooseā¦ Would you escape with your child or stay behind with nothing?
Iād run and protect my child
I donāt knowā¦ thatās too hard
Iām living this question every day.š
My name is Kareman, a mother in Gaza ā my son Hamoud is my whole world.
We lost our home, food is running out, and bombs fall like rain.
I ask you ā not to answer the poll ā but to act.
Help me protect my child. Help me escape this nightmare.
Your donation could be the only reason we survive.š„¹š
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Iām Zenzi and have made this GoFundMe for my friend in Palestine and her family. Hā¦ Zenzi Zeme needs your support for Save Kareman Dohan's F
Go to paypal.me/kyliedela and type in the amount. Since itās PayPal, it's easy and secure. Donāt have a PayPal account? No worries.
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Save My Brother Samerās Life šØ
If you scroll past this, you are ignoring a life that can be saved.
Iām writing as a brother watching Samer struggle for survival. His health has deteriorated to the point of falling into a coma, and we are unable to provide him with the necessary treatment. š
Samer suffers from bipolar disorder, and his stability relied on daily medications including LeponeX (Clozapine), Depalept Chrono (Sodium Valproate), and Lithium CO3 (Lithium Carbonate). These medications helped stabilize him, but without them, his health has worsened significantly. Every moment is crucial, and the pain and worry are relentless. š
There is no place for my brother in the hospital, and we cannot secure the treatment he needs. Imagine being unable to help your own brother as he struggles, without a way to provide the medicine he needs to recover.
Your donation could be the only hope to bring Samer back to life, giving him a chance to heal and come back to us. š
Every contribution, no matter how small, could make a tremendous difference in saving Samerās life. š
Hello everyone, I hope you take a minute to read our story. Iām Haā¦ Hazem friend needs your support for Help my family survive an
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My name is Inas, and I write to you from the heart of Gazaāa land that has turned into a painful symbol of suffering, loss, and unbreakable
A cool thing about my ex is how he and his wife lie about how they got together while she was still in a relationship with a live-in partner and they would have sex in the one bedroom apartment my ex had while the kids were there, blocking the access to the only bathroom, being naked in front of them and then telling the kids they were "just friends because Hanna had a boyfriend." And now they tell the kids that she had "just gotten out of a relationship" when they started dating.
It's always a good sign when you have to lie about your relationship because the truth makes you look bad.
Five year anniversary of getting covid (which I've never recovered from) and being hospitalized for trying to kill myself. š
Somewhere in my intestinal tract, something is bleeding, so naturally my husband and I are fighting and I won't be getting any healthcare about it.
It really hurts my feelings that my husband no longer likes my book reviews because I use storygraph instead of enabling amazon. He made an account he just never checks it. Used to be every time I opened up Goodreads I'd have a notification from him and I would smile. I tried talking to him about the same thing with like social media posts. He got angry. Said he doesn't have time.
I am dying. So.
I will never forget the night when Ben brought the kids back and my youngest's blanket was gone. (Never got it back). She looked up at me and asked me if I thought blanket was on an adventure, because, she said, that's what I always said when things went missing.
I wish other people could experience the feeling I had that moment in my chest. I changed that day, permanently. I don't think I've ever raised my voice at my children since.
We are given such a huge responsibility as human beings, towards one another. And our impacts shape entire lives. You can be the voice that comforts others on their heads or you can be the bully that tears them down. It is a choice.
I am going to die having never really been myself because I was always compromising for the hope of love back or community.
I recommend against this way of existence with every fiber of my being. If someone is calling you idealistic, run away from that person and everyone who agrees with them and keep being you. Believe the idealistic truths about humanity that they refuse to let flourish. We kill our own ideals when we believe they are unachievable.
The 51-year-old Hussam Abu Safia was detained by the Israeli army from Gaza in December.
