I’M BEGGING YOU TO READ MY STORY: I Lost My Son in Gaza, and Now I Must Save My Family.

My name is Maram Daloul. I am a mother. I am a second-year medical laboratory student. And I am from Gaza.

But today, I am a grieving mother. A displaced woman. A survivor fighting to keep her daughters alive.

My Loss. Our Devastation.

My little boy, Ammar, is gone. He was just a child with his whole life ahead of him. Now, he is a memory I carry through the dust and ruin.

Our home was bombed. Every memory, every photo, every piece of our life was buried under rubble. We fled from North Gaza, through Nuseirat, to Rafah, and now we live in a tent on the beach.

When it rains, we are soaked. When it’s cold, we freeze. When the bombs fall, we hold each other and pray we’ll see the morning.

A Student With a Shattered Dream ‍

Even through this absolute devastation, I am desperately trying to finish my degree in Medical Laboratory Science. I want to graduate. I want to help others. I want to raise my children with dignity.

But how can I study when I can’t even feed my children?

Urgent Need: My 3-Month-Old Baby

I have nothing: No home, no income, no safety.

My newborn son is just 3 months old. He needs milk and diapers, and I cannot provide them. My daughters cry from hunger. I look into their eyes and feel like I’m failing them—a question that breaks me every day.

Why I’m Asking for Your Help: Three Steps to Survival

I need three things to save my family:

1. Help Us Escape ✈️

The cost to leave Gaza is thousands of dollars per person. It is a devastating amount, but it is our only chance to reach safety and rebuild a life.

2. Give My Children a Home

Not a mansion. Just four walls, a door that locks, and a roof that doesn't leak. A place where they can sleep without fear.

3. Save My Education and Their Future

I want to finish my degree and work. I want to raise my children in peace. Please don’t let my dream die with the rubble.

I Am a Mother. A Fighter. A Survivor.

I never thought I’d be here, humbling myself before the world. But I buried my son, I held my starving daughters, and I watched my future collapse. I will do anything to save them.

Your Impact Is Everything: What Your Donation Provides ✨

I know $10 or $20 might seem small, but for us, it is life itself.

Amount

Impact

$10

Milk and diapers for my baby

$50

Warm blankets for the cold nights

$100

Medicine and basic medical supplies

$500

Getting closer to evacuation fees

$1,000+

Imagine for Just One Second... ️

Imagine your mother in a tent, scared and cold.

Imagine your sister unable to feed her children.

Imagine your daughter growing up in a war zone.

That is my reality. You have the power to change that.

If I don’t reach my goal, we stay in the tent through winter, my baby goes without milk, and my daughters continue to go hungry. Our future disappears.

➡️ PLEASE DON’T SCROLL PAST US. BE THE MIRACLE.

Tonight, when you hug your children or sleep in your warm bed, remember us. A mother is holding her baby in a tent, praying for a miracle.

You can BE that miracle. We are running out of time, hope, and strength.

ACTION PLAN:

DONATE NOW – Whatever you can spare.

SHARE THIS – Someone in your network will help.

PRAY FOR US – We need all the hope we can get.

Even $5 can make a difference. Together, small donations become miracles. Click that donate button. Save a family. Save my children