My name is Randa from Gaza, and I'm a mother of two beautiful children living in Gaza. Our lives have been turned upside down by the ongoing crisis. Every day is a struggle not for comfort, but for survival.

My husband is seriously ill and unable to work. With no source of income, we are left with nothing. My children wake up crying from hunger. There is no milk, no bread, no food, just empty hands and broken hearts.

My youngest son, Omar, has been diagnosed with severe malnutrition. His little body is weakening by the day, and I fear what might happen if I can't provide him with the nutrition and care he urgently needs.

We are not asking for luxuries. We are asking for the basics: diapers, baby milk, bread, and food, the things every child deserves and every parent longs to provide

The injustice we are living through in Gaza is unbearable. It's as if the world has gone silent while we suffer in plain sight. But I still believe in the goodness of people that there are hearts out there who care.

If you're reading this, please consider being part of our survival story. Your donation, no matter how small, can bring hope, nourishment, and relief to my family. You can be the reason my children eat tonight.

Please stand with us. Help me give my children a chance at life.

Thank you for your kindness and support.