My name is Mohammad Ahmed Al-Buraim, from Gaza.

I never imagined that winter would become something I fear.

Before displacement, winter meant warmth, family, and safety. Today, it means endless cold and sleepless nights. After being forced from our home, my family and I now live in a fragile tent on bare land. It does not protect us. The wind enters from every side, and the cold reaches my children before I can.

At night, I watch my children shiver because we do not have enough blankets or warm clothes. I feel powerless seeing their small bodies shake, knowing I cannot give them the warmth every child deserves. Sleep is filled with worry how cold will it get before morning?

When the rain begins, fear replaces hope. Water leaks into the tent, soaking everything we own. Sometimes the floods are so strong that I fear our tent will be swept away. In those moments, all I can think about is keeping my children alive through the night.

I am not asking for comfort or luxury.

I am asking for warmth.

A blanket.

Winter clothes.

Protection for my children.

Your support can change our winter. One donation can turn fear into safety and cold nights into warmth. Please help my family, and families like mine in Gaza, survive this winter with dignity.