As the new year begins, I sit inside our cold tent and ask myself:

Do I even have the right to dream?

I dreamed of welcoming this year in a home that protects us, not in a fragile tent that shakes with every wind and lets the cold creep into our nights.

I dreamed that my children could sleep without fear, and wake up to the smell of bread — not the sound of bombing.

My wish was simple.

A small home. A safe roof. Warmth that feels like the homes we lost.

I wished I could vaccinate my children, protect their health, and shield them from illness the same way I try to shield them from war.

But the reality is heavier than my strength, and the war has taken away our choices and our time.

In this new year, I am not asking for the impossible.

I am asking for a kind hand, a compassionate heart, and help that can restore a piece of our humanity.

Maybe my wishes will come true.

Maybe my children will grow up remembering that someone stood by them in their darkest days.

We are still dreaming, despite everything.

And we still believe that kindness has not disappeared.🙏

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💔 I am a mother from Gaza, living with my children in a tent that cannot protect us from the cold winter… and my husband is sick and struggles to move.

Every night, I listen to my children shiver under thin blankets, and I hold them close, trying to give them some warmth… but the cold is stronger than all of us.

Since we lost our home, this worn-out tent is all we have.

The wind strikes it every night as if trying to tear away what little is left of our lives.

My husband grows weaker day by day, and I have nothing but a heart that breaks for all of them.

We desperately need help—blankets, food, a better tent… anything that can protect my children from this merciless winter.

Your kindness could be the reason they sleep tonight feeling warm and safe.

Please… don’t leave us alone in this cold. 🤍❄️

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My brother was injured in the war

💔 Every step hurts him, and every night the pain gets stronger.

He was wounded in the war - his leg was wounded, and he lost his ability to move.

Now he can barely move without help.

All he dreams of is standing up again... Walk again... Feeling free from this pain.

But he urgently needs medical treatment and crutches to begin his recovery.

Please, if you can, help him take his first step toward recovery.

Even the simplest support means hope, it means movement, it means life.

Time is running out - every moment without care makes his injury worse.

Please... Help him before it's too late. ❤

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We still need $320 for urgent food and medicine, and our situation worsens with each passing day. Even the smallest contribution could mean a warm meal, medicine, or a lifesaver.

Please don't leave us to face this alone—your support in these final days could provide them with what they so desperately need.

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I am a mother in Gaza, waking up each morning trying to hide the pain of rising prices and the struggle of daily life from my children.

I go to buy what they need, only to find the prices higher than our dreams and heavier than our strength.

How can I explain to them that even bread has become distant, and that the small piece of candy they ask for is now too expensive to buy?

I wear a smile so they won’t see my worry, but my heart is suffocated by helplessness.

In Gaza, survival is another war we fight in silence… and all I can do is remain strong, so my children don’t fall.

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I am a mother in Gaza, waking up each morning trying to hide the pain of rising prices and the struggle of daily life from my children.

I go to buy what they need, only to find the prices higher than our dreams and heavier than our strength.

How can I explain to them that even bread has become distant, and that the small piece of candy they ask for is now too expensive to buy?

I wear a smile so they won’t see my worry, but my heart is suffocated by helplessness.

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