"I built it stone by stone, but we never spent a single night inside."

My name is Sari, and I am a father from Northern Gaza. My life’s purpose is my three beautiful children: Hoda, Aseel, and Ameer. We live in a place where dreams are simple, yet staying alive is a daily miracle.

For years, I worked tirelessly as a plumber, fixing homes for others while saving every penny to build a sanctuary for my own family. I took out loans, pushed myself beyond my limits, and finally built our new apartment. I spent months watching the walls rise, imagining my children’s laughter filling their new rooms.

But the tragedy was faster than our dreams.

Before we could move a single piece of furniture, and before my children could ever sleep in their new beds, the war destroyed everything. In a heartbeat, the home I had poured my life’s savings into was turned into a pile of grey rubble. I am now a father standing before a home that was never lived in, burdened by the heavy debts I took to build it.

Why I Need Your Help Today

The war didn’t just take the walls of my home; it took my livelihood. As a plumber, my work has almost vanished due to the total destruction and lack of tools. I find myself trapped between the ruins of my house, the mountain of debt, and the basic needs of my three innocent children.

My goal is to raise €20,000. This is not just a number; it is a "Lifeline" for my family:

• Restoring a Place to Live: To give my children a roof over their heads and restore the dignity of a home.

• Starting a Small Project: To buy the tools I need to return to my profession (plumbing) and provide a sustainable, dignified life for my children.

• Repaying Debts: To lift the crushing weight of the loans that have haunted me since the house was destroyed.

How You Can Make a Difference

Every Euro you donate is a "new brick" in building a future for Hoda, Aseel, and Ameer. If you cannot donate, please share my story with your friends and family. Your voice might reach someone who can help us stand on our feet again.

I am not just asking for charity; I am asking for a chance to be the father my children deserve and to rebuild what was lost.

Thank you for your humanity and for standing with us during our darkest hours.

"This is where we lay our heads tonight—a fragile shelter made of tarpaulin and blankets. It is a world away from the solid home I spent years building with my own hands. These thin walls offer no real protection from the cold or the elements, and the dusty floor is a constant reminder of everything we have lost. Every corner of this tent reflects our daily struggle, but it also represents our stubborn hope. With your support, I want to take my children out of this darkness and back into a place they can truly call home."