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Ramadan in Gaza is not the same.
While the world prepares for iftar with warm meals and family gatherings, we prepare with fear… fear of hunger, fear of bombs, fear of tomorrow.
In Gaza, Ramadan comes under war, siege, and unbearable prices. Basic food items have become luxuries. Flour, rice, cooking oil — things that should be simple — are now out of reach for many families.
We are not asking for comfort. We are asking for survival.
This holy month is meant to be about mercy, compassion, and giving. Please let your Ramadan kindness reach Gaza. Your donation — no matter how small — can help us secure food and basic needs in these impossible days.
Stand with us. Remember Gaza in your prayers. And if you can, please donate and share.
My name is Jehad's Khalid, a 30-year-old lawyer and a father fighting to save his family’s life.
Help support Jehad Kassab by donating or sharing with your friends.
Hello, my name is Nadin I’m from Gaza. I’m a graphic design graduate. I’m a wife. And now — I’m a mother.
I finished my design studies just before the war began.
I had dreams of starting a small design studio, of making art that told stories. I used to think about colors, fonts, sketches. I used to think about the future.
Then the war came.
And the future became something we tried to hold onto, moment by moment.
On October 22, 2023, I was pregnant when a missile destroyed my husband’s family home.
25 members of our family were killed — his mother, his siblings, his nieces and nephews, children. Entire branches of a family tree gone in seconds.
We were displaced twice after that.
Everything we had disappeared — home, safety, routine, rest.
A few weeks later, I gave birth to our daughter.
There was no crib. No stillness. No celebration.
But she came into the world quietly and beautifully.
And in her eyes, I saw something I hadn’t felt in weeks:
life that still wanted to grow.
Now, I spend my days holding her and trying to build a world around her that doesn’t shake with explosions.
We don’t know what comes next.
There is no clear path. We are walking toward the unknown, step by step — with our daughter in our arms and hope as our guide.
🧡 How You Can Help
This is why I’m asking for support. Not for comfort — but for survival.
To help care for one baby girl who entered the world after everything else collapsed.
My name is Nadin, and I’m a mother from Gaza.
If you can spare anything, it will help us:
Cover basic needs, so we can breathe and heal
Support a path toward even the smallest stability in a place that has none
My husband manages the donations securely through a U.S.-registered Stripe account.
Everything is converted to USDT and exchanged here in Gaza.
The rates are difficult — $100 becomes only 195 shekels (July 2025) — but we use every shekel carefully, with full transparency and documentation.
🎨 Sharing a Piece of Me
I want to share more than my need.
Over the next few weeks, I’ll begin posting some of my graphic designs from before the war.
They are pieces of who I was — and who I still am.
They may not be perfect, but they hold something real:
my story before the silence, and my belief that beauty can still live alongside survival.
If you’ve made it this far, thank you.
If you can give — thank you.
And if you can’t, just sharing this post is a form of support I will never forget.
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