In the early hours of March 17/18, 2025, the ceasefire in Gaza collapsed. Airstrikes lit up the dark night, killing over 400 people.
Sleeping in their tent in the Khan Kunis displacement camp, the Al-Quzzaz family had a nightmarish awakening: their tent collapsing on top of them, their belongings catching fire from the blast.
Hossam, his wife Hanan, and their four children—Bashar (9), Hani (8), Diana (4), and 4-month-old Habiba—managed to scramble out of the wreckage.
Video: Clip from a ten minute Al-Jazeera video, featuring Hossam, as he recounts the night his family’s tent was destroyed in an airstrike.
“Miraculously, we survived,” Hossam wrote to us the next morning, assuring us he and his family were unharmed. The tent, however, was completely destroyed.
“By the grace of the Creator, we were not physically harmed, but we are psychologically and morally broken,” Hossam wrote in the March 19th update on the family’s GoFundMe page. “… our hearts are still trembling until now, because we have lost everything. Our tent was completely destroyed, just as our house was destroyed before, and we are now homeless, without food, without clothes, without money…”
The devastating blow was softened a little by the kindness of others; thanks to everyone who donated to the Chuffed campaign our founder, Bethany Grace, created to help the family rebuild, we were able to send the Al-Qazzaz family $788 (€697.48 after conversion)—enough to start constructing another shelter out of sturdy materials.
Hossam, skilled in construction, has been hard at work for the past few weeks, clearing out the debris and reconstructing the family’s shelter with materials he was able to obtain.
Every day, Hossam toiled to rebuild his family’s shelter. And every long night, the family could barely sleep as brutal airstrikes continued to light up the night.
“The sounds of bombings are everywhere,” Hossam wrote to us one evening. “And the planes fly at a close distance. And fires everywhere.”
A few days ago, the family was able to move back into their shelter together.
But today, Hossam sent us a message that made our blood run cold:
“The tanks are approaching and are almost a kilometer* or a little more away. If [they] come any closer, we’ll get out of there because we’ll be within range of [their] fire.”
*Kilometer = 0.62 miles
This precious family, already displaced multiple times for over a year, now might be displaced again, under threat of fire. With no stable income and essential supplies priced beyond reach, the Al-Qazzaz family is fighting a daily battle just to keep their children warm, fed, and safe.
The Al-Qazzaz family is one of countless in Gaza enduring wave after wave of trauma, displacement, and loss. And yet, through it all, they have held onto their dignity, their love for each other, and their will to survive. The support of the online mutual aid community has been a lifeline for them—allowing them to feed their children, find temporary shelter, and begin again each time everything is taken from them.
If you are moved by their story and wish to help, the family has a GoFundMe campaign that directly supports their daily essentials—food, medicine, and immediate needs. Every donation, no matter the size, helps them meet the most basic requirements to keep going in impossible circumstances.
Additionally, a Chuffed campaign, organized by the founder of Gaza Giving Tree, is helping to raise funds specifically to aid the family in either rebuilding yet again or evacuating to safetyif that becomes possible. This effort is aimed at long-term stability and survival—a future where the children can sleep without fear.
The area they are asking to evacuate from is some distance away from us 500 meters away from us. Please, things are getting worse and it seems that our exit is imminent. Therefore, I hope to collect the required amount to move us to safe areas quickly, as things are moving quickly I have no one but you, so please donate to us.
🚨 We need to raise $263 to help the Al-Qazzaz familyprepare for potential displacement. 🚨
Image: Hossam was able to tell us the exact amount the family needs to evacuate.
Hossam and Hanan Al-Qazzaz and their four children are currently living just 500 meters from an active evacuation zone. Tanks are closing in, and the situation is becoming more dangerous by the hour.
They have been in touch with multiple people to arrange transport, but the cost to evacuate the entire family—Hossam, Hanan, their children, and Hossam’s elderly parents—is 1,000 shekels (around $263 USD).
Time is of the essence. There is still a slim chance of a deal that might keep them in place safely, but if it falls through, they must evacuate immediately to avoid being caught in a deadly crossfire.
Raising the full amount of $265 as quickly as possible will give this family the peace of mind to act without hesitation the moment they need to move.
Please share and donate if you can—every dollar brings them one step closer to safety.
My friend, don’t make me say goodbye to my father. 😭 The only thing left of my family. A month and a half ago, I lost my mother, who was taking her last breaths. 😭💔 I don’t want my father to let his last breaths be in front of my eyes, just like I lost my mother. 😭😭 When I lost my mother, I had no choice, and now I have no choice but to lose my father. 😭😭 I don’t want my father to die. The matter seems very difficult for him. Do you imagine what I mean, my friend?
I can’t write these words, I bleed while writing this, I can’t describe and I scream at the doctors and tell them I don’t want my father to die, but no one is with me, and my father is independent in intensive care, and his body is completely covered with wires and electronic devices inside the intensive care, and my father lives on artificial oxygen, and his swollen eyes ask me for help 💔😭😭 and I have nothing but pain and tears 😭😭😭
My father is sick with Sultan’s disease and hepatitis, and they told me that either you pay to get a battery for the heart machine, or we will remove your father’s oxygen and take him out of intensive care, and he will die immediately. 😭💔😭
My friend, please, I am begging you. Can you imagine what it means to my father and the pain inside me? Can you imagine the life I am living? My friend, your donation will save the life of a human being like us, just like each other. We must help each other, my friend.
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I haven’t slept for days because of the conditions of saving my father. I see my father at the door of intensive care surrounded by machines and wires. My eyes are tearing up because I can’t save my father and he is breathing with difficulty. I am afraid. Will this be my last day? 😭😭
Will my life become dark after my father’s departure? 😭💔 Will I continue to imagine my father in front of my eyes during his departure? 😭😭Imagine? Imagine?
When I hold my father’s hand, I feel warmth and tenderness because there is no one in my family but my father, and I lost my sisters and everyone who cares about me, but my father is in danger and his last hours could be in a few minutes, my friend, donate when you see this, please, please, the matter is urgent 😭😭
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You want to call your House rep now and tell them Trump needs to be impeached immediately for defying a Supreme Court order (re: Kilmar Abrego Garcia), which functionally voids our constitution and means no one in America has rights anymore.
I am not exaggerating.
As of now, anybody can be disappeared, no due process, no recourse. Trump is openly disregarding a Supreme Court order and says he’ll send US citizens to El Salvador.
This is not a drill.
Call your House rep and tell them they must impeach. Tell them if they cannot bring themselves to impeach, they must resign. A more open and shut case to impeach is not possible. Trump and his administration are saying openly, in public, that anybody can be kidnapped by ICE, even in error, and disappeared permanently.
Call your senators, too, and tell them to support impeachment (it goes to them once it passes a majority House vote).
“Hello, my name is _______ and I am a constituent from _______. My address is ________.
I am reaching out today to urge Representative ______ to call for the impeachment of President Trump due to his refusal to comply with the Supreme Court’s April 10th decision regarding Kilmar Abrego Garcia, who was unlawfully deported and has been charged with no crime. As Justice Sotomayor stated, this inaction implies the government’s ability to ‘deport and incarcerate any person, including U.S. citizens, without legal consequence, so long as it does so before a court can intervene.’ This precedent is unconstitutional, highly illegal, and grounds for impeachment. Every individual, regardless of immigration status, must be guaranteed a right to due process.
Representative _____, I urge you to stand on the right side of history today by calling for President Trump’s impeachment. This administration can not be allowed to continue unilaterally defying the checks and balances that are intrinsic to our government.”
You can also find your representative and senators and their phone numbers on https://5calls.org/
My mother, the children, and I went through a night from hell… we couldn’t close our eyes for a single moment. The sound of the bombing felt like it was breathing with us… the ground shook beneath us, the walls trembled, and we held each other, filled with fear and silent tears.
We counted the moments, praying for the morning to come… and when it did, it brought nothing but more despair. There is no water, no food… everything is cut off, and the crossings are closed. The little food that’s left is too expensive—we can’t afford it.
I beg anyone who still has a heart: please help us leave Gaza. We just want to live. We want safety, light, and peace—far away from this fear and death we face every single day.
You can donate as little as $1 via PayPalor $5 via GoFundMe.
I’ve been fighting this for a long time, but I’ve reached the point of being completely underwater. I’ve been kinda off Tumblr for awhile, trying to survive all the bullshit that keeps getting thrown at me but it’s crashing hard.
If you can help safely, I would be eternally grateful. If you can’t, that’s completely okay too <3
I can’t really offer much in return, but if you ever need technical support advice and I’m available I’m down to help lmao
I’ve been fighting this for a long time, but I’ve reached the point of being completely underwater. I’ve been kinda off Tumblr for awhile, trying to survive all the bullshit that keeps getting thrown at me but it’s crashing hard.
If you can help safely, I would be eternally grateful. If you can’t, that’s completely okay too <3
I can’t really offer much in return, but if you ever need technical support advice and I’m available I’m down to help lmao
My friend, don’t make me say goodbye to my father. 😭 The only thing left of my family. A month and a half ago, I lost my mother, who was taking her last breaths. 😭💔 I don’t want my father to let his last breaths be in front of my eyes, just like I lost my mother. 😭😭 When I lost my mother, I had no choice, and now I have no choice but to lose my father. 😭😭 I don’t want my father to die. The matter seems very difficult for him. Do you imagine what I mean, my friend?
I can’t write these words, I bleed while writing this, I can’t describe and I scream at the doctors and tell them I don’t want my father to die, but no one is with me, and my father is independent in intensive care, and his body is completely covered with wires and electronic devices inside the intensive care, and my father lives on artificial oxygen, and his swollen eyes ask me for help 💔😭😭 and I have nothing but pain and tears 😭😭😭
My father is sick with Sultan’s disease and hepatitis, and they told me that either you pay to get a battery for the heart machine, or we will remove your father’s oxygen and take him out of intensive care, and he will die immediately. 😭💔😭
My friend, please, I am begging you. Can you imagine what it means to my father and the pain inside me? Can you imagine the life I am living? My friend, your donation will save the life of a human being like us, just like each other. We must help each other, my friend.
Can you imagine my father’s life shattered and trapped between death or life, just a number on a piece of paper, and my father needs your donation to save his life? 😭🙏🏻
I haven’t slept for days because of the conditions of saving my father. I see my father at the door of intensive care surrounded by machines and wires. My eyes are tearing up because I can’t save my father and he is breathing with difficulty. I am afraid. Will this be my last day? 😭😭
Will my life become dark after my father’s departure? 😭💔 Will I continue to imagine my father in front of my eyes during his departure? 😭😭Imagine? Imagine?
When I hold my father’s hand, I feel warmth and tenderness because there is no one in my family but my father, and I lost my sisters and everyone who cares about me, but my father is in danger and his last hours could be in a few minutes, my friend, donate when you see this, please, please, the matter is urgent 😭😭
I don’t ask much from you. I just want my father to live and be my support. I want him to hug me and feel his warmth and tenderness and make up for the loss of my family.😭🙏🏻
I beg you please my friend please help my father don’t let my father go don’t let my life be dark I have no one but my father please donate please my friend save my father 🙏🏻
I am salah from Gaza. I have two children, Youssef, 12 years old, and Nour, 7 years old. Because of the fierce war, we lost everything we owned, I’m lost everything made… and my children lost every beautiful thing in his life. We were displaced to the south of the Gaza Strip several times. We endured a lot of meager and contaminated food and drink, and we were exposed to close-up death in all its forms… and we survived it miraculously. I feel pain as I write to you…as I had to start this castle to save myself and my family from this humanitarian disaster… Save my family… I will post some pictures of my children and my home for you.
