Nahed Daoud

Dear kind hearts, We are a small family from Gaza — a mother, a father, and our two little children. My first child is 3 years old, and the other is just 3 months old. Our lives have been shattered by the brutal war that destroyed our home, our safety, and our dreams. My husband is a pediatric doctor who dedicated his life to helping sick children. But because of the war, he lost his job, and we lost everything. We fled under heavy bombing, carrying nothing but our children. For weeks, we lived without proper shelter, food, or clean water. We are now living in extremely difficult conditions, just trying to survive. We have no income and no way to care for our children except through the kindness of others. We are humbly asking for your support — to help us afford food, diapers, and baby milk. Every dollar, every share, and every act of compassion means the world to us. From the bottom of our hearts, thank you. Please don’t let our children suffer in silence.

Du'a, a 5-year-old child with cerebral palsy (CB), lives in the devastated Shuja'iyya neighborhood of Gaza. On October 7, her family of six was forcibly displaced to southern Wadi Gaza. Du'a suffered tremendously during this journey due to the lack of transportation, increasing her family's physical and emotional pain. Eventually, they settled in a tent on the beach of Al-Zawaida. Du'a is deprived of her essential treatment and even the most basic needs like milk. Her fragile body, weakened by illness, cannot endure the extreme heat, lack of clean water, insects, and infectious diseases that define life in a tent. Her father remains resilient despite receiving no salary from any organization or institution. The brutal war has made it impossible for him to afford her medicine, milk, clothing, diapers, and sanitization supplies. Please help alleviate Du'a’s suffering. We lost everything — our home, our income, our safety. We are a family that had a simple, peaceful life before the war changed everything. Now, we have nothing. Our house was destroyed in the bombing. Our only source of income is gone. We live in fear every single day. We have no money for food, no shelter, and no way to care for our children. I am a mother of five daughters. One of them is now an angel in heaven. I carry that pain every moment — and yet I have to stay strong for my other four girls. One of them has special needs. She cannot speak or walk properly, and she depends completely on me. But I cannot provide even the most basic things she needs: Her special food Her diapers Her medical supplies Her treatment I watch her suffer, and I am terrified every day that I might lose her too. We are not asking for much — just a chance to survive. Please, if you are reading this, help us in any way you can. Even a small donation or sharing this story can make a real difference. Thank you for hearing our cry.

I am a mother of two little girls. We used to live a simple but safe life in our home, until the recent war turned everything upside down.* Our house was completely destroyed. Now, we live in a small tent that doesn’t protect us from the cold of winter or the burning heat of summer. What hurts most is that our home was newly built — not even a year old. I had poured everything I owned into rebuilding it after we lost our first home in the 2014 war. I worked for years to give my family a safe place, and I lost it in an instant. I lost my job, and so did my husband. We have no source of income. There is no money for food or milk. Many nights, my daughters go to bed hungry, and I can do nothing. I write this with a heart full of pain — not for myself, but for my daughters, who don’t understand why there’s no food, and why they can’t sleep in their small beds in the house that is now rubble. I appeal to every kind heart. Any help, no matter how small, can make a big difference in our lives. I just want to feed my children and feel safe again. May God bless you all