Support Menna's Family's Journey to Safety

My name is Menna Moner

My Story: A Starving Mother in Gaza, Hoping to See Her Family Again

I’m just a mother from Gaza”].

I’m a divorced single mom, trying to keep my little boy alive in the middle of a war zone.

Before all of this, I was a mother with simple dreams — a warm meal, a safe home, a future for my son.

But now, we live in a tent, with no protection, no food, and no one to help us.

My family is stuck in Egypt, far away. I haven’t seen them in a long time.

One of my biggest wishes is to see them again — just once — before I die.

But every day, that dream feels farther away

I’m completely alone.

I can’t go out to get aid because I’m a woman, and it’s too dangerous — there’s gunfire and bombs.

I suffer from anxiety, trauma, and depression, and I take medications for my mental health, but now I can’t even afford those.

But the worst part? The hunger.

Sometimes, I go two or even three days without eating — just so my baby can have something.

Even then, it’s not enough.

He cries for milk, for bread, for anything… and I sit there, helpless, hugging him, praying.

I never thought I would reach this point.

But today, I have nothing left but my voice… and hope that someone out there will hear us.

Please, if you are reading this —

Help me feed my son. Help me survive. Help me see my family again.

Even $5 can mean food for today. $10 can mean milk for my child.

Every donation is life to us.

If you can’t donate, please share this message. You might be the reason we survive another day.

With all my love,

A mother in Gaza, holding on for her son