Support Obada's Family: Rebuild Their Lives

Help Obada and His Family Reem, Mira, and Maram Rebuild Their Lives in Gaza

Dear friends, kind supporters, and compassionate people around the world,

My name is Obada Algudairi, and I am writing to you today not just as a father and a husband, but as a survivor, a displaced person, and a hopeful soul in the middle of one of the most difficult humanitarian crises in the world—the war in Gaza.

Today, with the ongoing war and the worsening famine, we have started to suffer from malnutrition and weakness in our bodies.

This is especially dangerous for me since I am pregnant, as malnutrition poses a risk to both me and the baby, as well as to my young daughters.

With the extreme heat wave, my children have also developed skin diseases and rashes—made worse by the lack of cooking gas, forcing us to light fires in this unbearable heat, which fills our home with smoke.

Before October 2023, I was living a modest, stable life with my wife and our two beautiful daughters in Gaza City. I worked hard to provide for my family, and though life in Gaza has always been challenging due to long-standing blockades and restrictions, we had dreams. We had a future. My daughters, Mera (5 years old) and Rama (1.5 years old), would play, laugh, and sleep peacefully at night. We had a home that gave us warmth, safety, and a place to grow.

But that all changed in an instant.

When the War Began, Everything Fell Apart

In October 2023, the war in Gaza escalated beyond anything we had ever experienced. Our lives were suddenly consumed by airstrikes, bombings, starvation, and destruction. Our home was destroyed. My car was turned to rubble. I lost my job—my only source of income. And we have been displaced multiple times, running from one place to another, looking for safety that never comes.

We now live in a makeshift tent, surrounded by dust, debris, insects, and disease. There is no clean water. There is no electricity. There is no privacy. Every day, we struggle to find something to eat and boil water on wood scraps, if we can find any. My wife tries to care for our daughters as best she can, but how do you care for children when there is no shelter, no diapers, no milk, no medicine, and no food?

We’ve lived through 9 months of war, and every day is a nightmare we cannot wake up from. I have watched innocent people lose their lives in front of me. We’ve seen entire families wiped out. Our daughters are growing up surrounded by trauma and fear. But even in the middle of this pain, we hold on to hope—hope that people like you will hear our voices and help us stand up again.

Why I Am Asking for Your Help

We are not asking for much—only the chance to survive and rebuild. Your donations will be used carefully and transparently to support our basic needs and help us start over. Here's how the funds will be used:

1. Emergency Essentials for Survival

Food and water: To buy clean drinking water, rice, flour, canned goods, and other basic foods to sustain my family.

Hygiene supplies: Diapers for Rama, sanitary products, soap, and other hygiene necessities that we currently have no access to.

Warm clothing and shoes: For our children, who are now barefoot and exposed to the elements.

2. Safer Shelter

Our current tent is unsafe and unfit for living. With your support, we hope to:

Rent a small room or apartment, even temporarily, to shelter us from the cold, rain, and danger.

Buy basic furniture, like mattresses or blankets, so our daughters don’t have to sleep on the bare ground.

3. Rebuilding Our Future

When the immediate crisis is past, I hope to:

Start a small business to support my family, such as a mobile food cart or small repair service—anything to generate income again.

Send Mera to school when it reopens so she doesn’t lose her chance at education and a better life.

Rebuild what we lost so that our family can live with dignity, stability, and safety.

We Are Not Just Numbers—We Are a Family

It’s easy to look at the statistics and feel overwhelmed: tens of thousands killed, hundreds of thousands displaced. But behind every number is a real human being, a family like ours, struggling to survive. We are not just victims—we are people who still have dreams, talents, and love to give.

I want to work again. I want to provide for my wife and daughters. I want to give them a safe place to sleep. I want to take them for walks without hearing bombs in the sky. I want to see them grow up healthy and happy—not traumatized and hungry. And I can only do that with your help.

Even a small donation can:

Provide our next meal

Buy medicine for our daughters

Get us a blanket for the cold nights

Help us believe in humanity again

If You Can’t Donate, Please Share Our Story

I know that not everyone is in a position to donate, and that’s okay. But if you can share our story, you can help us reach someone who might be able to help. Every share is a lifeline, every donation a blessing.

If you’re wondering whether your support matters: it absolutely does. You’re not just giving money. You’re giving us hope, safety, and the possibility of rebuilding what we’ve lost.

Thank You from the Bottom of Our Hearts

Thank you for reading our story. Thank you for caring. Thank you for standing with Gaza and families like mine who are trying to survive the unthinkable. Your compassion gives us strength, and your support could help change our lives.

With deep gratitude and hope,

Obada Algudairi

Gaza, Palestine

On behalf of my wife, Mera, and Rama