Help Mohamed’s Family Rebuild Their Future

I’m just trying to keep my family alive. These few words carry a weight I can’t fully express — because when you’re in Gaza today, survival is not just a daily struggle, it’s a fight against hunger, fear, and the complete collapse of life itself. 

 My name is Mohammed Al-Deeb. I live in Gaza with my family of 17 people, and we are currently scattered across the Strip — torn apart by war, displacement, and the constant fear of death. We’ve been forced to flee our home more than 20 times.

 What was once our safe place is now gone, and with it, our only source of income — a small repair shop — was bombed into dust. Since then, we’ve been living between tents ⛺ and open skies ☁️, with no roof, no privacy, no security… and most painfully: no food. 

 Today, a kilo of flour costs over $40, and even when we have money, food is often unavailable. We eat once a day — if we’re lucky. Clean water is rare . 

My children go to sleep hungry — not because we’re poor, but because we’re trapped in a place where even the basics of life have become luxuries. I waited a long time before asking for help — out of pride, shame, exhaustion — but I can’t stay silent anymore.

 Not when my family’s survival is at stake. This is not just about money — it’s about giving us a chance to live. Your donation can provide: 

 • A meal for a starving child 

 • Clean water to drink

 • A blanket under the cold sky 

 • Medicine for my mother

 • ✨ A bit of hope where hope is 

running out We are not asking for comfort. We’re just asking to stay alive. And every small donation you make can literally save lives. From my heart — and from my entire family: Thank you. ❤️

 You are not just a donor — you are a lifeline. Please don’t scroll past this. Read. Share. Act. Even a small act of kindness can create light in our darkest hour.