Help a Displaced Gaza Mother Feed and Shelter Her Kids 139007

My journey with suffering began when the war destroyed everything around me.
My home became rubble — the walls that once embraced us turned into dust in the air 💨.

We were first displaced to Khan Younis under heavy shelling, then to Rafah, where another chapter of slow death began. We now live in torn tents that shield neither from the scorching sun nor the cold of night.
No electricity.
No clean water.
No food.

Every day, I wake up to the cries of children from hunger, and I have nothing to offer but my tears 😢.

We eat what should not be eaten… dry scraps of bread, if any. We drink contaminated water and fight just to survive another day 🍞💧.

This war didn’t just destroy our homes — it stole our spirits.
I watched my sister and her children killed in front of me, and I couldn’t even bury them with dignity 💔.

My husband was taken by the occupation, and since that day, I haven’t heard a word. No voice, no letter, no sign… just silence.

This is not just displacement — it’s a slow, silent, unjust death.
We are not living — we are only trying not to die today, hoping to see tomorrow… though we don’t know if it will come.

Today, I struggle alone with my children, with no income, no food, and no way to keep them safe.
Please help us 🙏.