A Mother's Cry: Help Ismail and Ibrahim Get Treatment

The Story of Ismail and Ibrahim – Wounded Victims of War

At the start of the war, everything changed in an instant…

My two sons, Ismail and Ibrahim, were on their way to building a future far from the battlegrounds, carrying only the dreams of youth.

Ismail was a driven young man, studying law and just one semester away from graduating. He dreamed of becoming a lawyer—someone who stands for justice and defends the innocent.

His brother Ibrahim was equally dedicated—a kind, diligent student who knew nothing of the world but its innocence, dividing his days between home and school.

But war does not distinguish between soldier and civilian, between dreams and fear.

In the early days of the clashes, a shell fell near their location, severely injuring them both.

• Ismail suffered a broken jaw, a torn liver, and dangerous shrapnel wounds scattered throughout his body. His condition is complex, requiring delicate surgeries and ongoing care that we simply cannot afford.

• Ibrahim sustained a head injury that took away his memory. Shrapnel remains embedded deep in his skull. His condition is critical. He drifts in and out of consciousness, caught between awareness and darkness.

As a mother, I live in the hospitals. I cannot sleep. I run from Ismail’s room to Ibrahim’s, clinging to every heartbeat, holding onto hope with everything I have.

Why are we asking for help?

My sons’ injuries are far beyond what I, as a mother, can handle or afford.

The cost of treatment, surgeries, medication, and equipment is more than we could ever bear.

So I come to you, from the depths of my heart, asking for your help to save their lives.

How can you help?

• By donating—any amount, no matter how small, makes a big difference.

• By sharing this story with those around you.

• By praying for their recovery.

Donation link: [https://gofund.me/04f562ac]

From a mother’s aching heart, and from two wounded bodies still hoping to heal, we await God’s mercy—and your support.