Hello, I'm Lama... My husband, Mohammed, is 30 years old. I want to ask for your help for my husband. Please support him and share his story so that it reaches everyone.š
My husband, Mohammed, has suffered from numerous health problems for 12 years, and the situation has worsened during the war due to shortages of medicine and healthy food. He urgently needs surgery and medication.š
Hello, I'm Lama from Gaza, I'm 24 years old, and my husband Mohammed is 30 years old, we got married in 2022 in a beautiful, warm and quiet
The costs of treatment and medication are very high; please, every donation from you will contribute to his recovery.
Please help my husband, donate to him, and share his story so he can recover and get the medicine.
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Take a stance and be on the right side of history, so that when you look in the mirror, you know you didnāt ignore the pleas of innocent people, begging for anyone to help them! To know that you where not complicit in the murder and genocide of a people! To know that you didnāt look the other way when you knew children where being murdered just because it was easier than facing the morbid truth!! Share, reblog and donate what you can!!
Iām no different than you. I donāt long for war over peace, Iām not superhuman to bear the bombs, the famine, the heat, the loss of all sorts of comfort and of our dignity. Iām not more comfortable than you relying on other peopleās money, much less asking for it. I canāt make my heart not hurt when my little sister cries from hunger.
Imagine you, a normal person, suddenly having to feed your family of 10 with a single kilo of flour (on a good day) that cost $200. Imagine the stress and humiliation of paying $1,300 a month for a room with no electricity, no water, no windows, thatās infested with mice and cockroaches. Could you bear it? Weāre not handling the situation better than you would. Weāre breaking apart and we keep living because we must.
So please, if you understand how hard it is, help us. Itās okay if you only have $5 to give and itās okay if you donāt even have that, if you can only share. Just please donāt ignore us. Imagine being a normal person in these circumstances, and people ignore your calls for help.
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šļø From Rubble to Renewal ā Help Mohamed Rebuild a Home Full of Hope šæ
In the blink of an eye, the life we knew disappeared.
My name is Mohamed, and Iām writing this with a heart full of sorrowābut also a quiet flame of hope. Our family home, a place that held generations of memories, was reduced to rubble in an instant. The rooms that once echoed with laughter, the walls that witnessed our stories, and the garden where we dreamed of better daysāall of it is gone.
And yet, we are still here.
Still standing. Still believing. Still dreaming.
Before the war, our home wasnāt just a structureāit was everything. It was the heartbeat of our family. We shared countless dinners around a modest table, whispered goodnight to one another across quiet rooms, and celebrated the small joys that made life meaningful. It was a place of love, of safety, of tradition.
Losing it has left a deep wound in our lives. But what we havenāt lost is our will to rebuild.
We are determined not to let destruction be the end of our story. We want to rebuild our home not just with bricks and wood, but with faith, with dignity, and with your support.
I know there are countless stories in the world that deserve to be heard, and I humbly ask that you take a moment to hear ours. We are turning to this community, to the kindness of strangers, because we believe in the power of people coming together to lift one another out of despair.
Your supportāwhether itās a donation, a share, or even just a moment of your timeācan help lay the first stone of our new beginning.
š Every dollar brings us one step closer to safety.
š§± Every share gives our story a voice.
š± Every gesture, no matter how small, is a reminder that compassion can grow even in the harshest soil.
We are not asking for charity. We are asking for a chance. A chance to rebuild our lives, to give our children a roof under which they can dream again, and to find peace after so much pain.
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In the blink of an eye, everything we knew and loved wā¦ Mohammed Altelbani needs your support for A Plea for Hope: Rebuilding Our Ho
Please, if you feel moved by our story, consider helping us build something new from whatās been lost. Your kindness will be felt not just in concrete and woodābut in every smile, every warm night, and every future moment of joy that your support helps make possible.
From the deepest part of my heartāthank you.
For your time, your love, and your belief in us.
We will never forget it.
šļø Nadinās Hope: A Mother, A Memory, A Future
Hello, my name is Nadin Iām from Gaza. Iām a graphic design graduate. Iām a wife. And now ā Iām 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 husbandās family home.
25 members of our family were killed ā 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 ā 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 hadnāt 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 doesnāt shake with explosions.
We donāt know what comes next.
There is no clear path. We are walking toward the unknown, step by step ā with our daughter in our arms and hope as our guide.
š§” How You Can Help
This is why Iām asking for support. Not for comfort ā but for survival.
To help care for one baby girl who entered the world after everything else collapsed.
My name is Nadin, and Iām 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 ā $100 becomes only 195 shekels (July 2025) ā but we use every shekel carefully, with full transparency and documentation.
šØ Sharing a Piece of Me
I want to share more than my need.
Over the next few weeks, Iāll begin posting some of my graphic designs from before the war.
They are pieces of who I was ā 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 youāve made it this far, thank you.
If you can give ā thank you.
And if you canāt, just sharing this post is a form of support I will never forget.
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My name is Mahmoud, Iām 30 years old, and a father of two kids Nabeel, whoās 2, and Naya, whoās only 5 Iām a nurse in Gaza. I created this Tumblr to ask for helpābecause right now, my family and I need it more than ever.
Every day, I wake up to the sounds of explosions and the constant fear of losing my family. I work at a hospital with barely any resources, and weāre overwhelmed with patients. The situation is getting worse, and I feel like Iām failing my people.
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My name is Mahmoud. Iām 30 years old, and Iām a nurse in Gaza.
At home, itās just as bad. My wife, Salma, tries to keep things together for our kidsāNabeel, whoās 2, and Naya, whoās only 5 months old. But the fear is overwhelming. Nabeel asks why the sky is so loud, and Naya doesnāt even know a world without sirens and shaking walls.
Iām asking for a way to get them out of Gaza. I canāt keep them safe here anymore. They deserve a chance at lifeāa chance to grow up without fear.
Please, if you can help, share this. If you know of any way to help us escape, I would be forever grateful. My familyās future depends on it.
Thank you for reading. Thank you for caring.
Thank you for reading. Thank you for caring.
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When I saw this photo, I couldnāt help but think of Oliver Twist ā the little boy begging for a little more food.
But this isnāt fiction. This is Gaza.
This little girl is real. Her hunger is real.
Just like the pain my son endures every day ā heās a wounded child, severely injured in an Israeli airstrike, and now trapped in this blockade with no medicine, no treatment, and barely enough food to survive.
Iām his mother, and I am begging ā not for food, but for a chance to get him the urgent medical care he needs.
Please, help me save his life
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āāMy name is Ghazal Naseer, from palesā¦ Ghazal Naseer needs your support for Join Us in Our Struggle: Save Our Famil
