I am Moamen, the son of a martyr from Gaza…

Since the moment I lost my father, everything in my life has changed.

My father was our support, our safety, the one who carried the burden of life for us…

With his loss, we didn’t just lose a person—we lost the pillar of our entire home.

I became the sole provider for my family of ten,

but the painful truth is that I am not even able to provide for myself…

During the war, I suffered a severe injury to my right hand,

which required metal plates to be implanted,

leaving me unable to work—carrying responsibilities greater than I can bear, in a body that is no longer the same.

Today, we live under unbearable conditions…

A lack of the most basic necessities: food, medicine, and safety.

Young children look at me every day, waiting for things I cannot provide.

This campaign is not a luxury…

It is a cry from someone trying to save his family from hunger, illness, and loss.

Any support, no matter how small, can make a difference…

It could help keep a family alive.

I appeal to your humanity before anything else…

Please be our support after we have lost ours.