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“As I look at my children, my heart breaks 💔. The three little ones in this photo, my beloved children, were taken from us in this unending tragedy 🕊️💔. Their laughter, their innocence, their future—all gone, leaving a void that can never be filled.
Each child here carries a piece of those we have lost, the family that is no longer with us. I see glimpses of their grandparents, their aunts, uncles, and cousins in their faces, and it tears me apart knowing they’ll never know the warmth of those who should be here with us 😔💫.
Yet, I am here, holding onto these memories and to my remaining children with all the strength I have left 🙏. They look up to me with trust and hope, believing that I can keep them safe. Despite everything, I pray they will have a future filled with love and peace 🌹.
Every day, I carry the memories of my lost children and family members, and I fight to give my surviving children the life they deserve—a life without fear, filled with joy and freedom. I will keep fighting for that dream, no matter how heavy the pain 💖.”
“Yahya, my little warrior 🌟. Despite the chaos around him, he finds a way to live, to smile, to be just a child. His innocent eyes hold so much strength, and every day he reminds me that life still exists, even in the ruins around us 🏚️💔. He plays, he laughs, he dreams—unaware of the hardships surrounding him, or perhaps, choosing to rise above them with the innocence only a child can have 💖.
He’s the light in our darkness, a reminder that hope can survive even the toughest times ✨. Watching him grow and play, I feel both the weight of what we’ve lost and the beauty of what we still have. Yahya is my reason to keep going, my little heart that beats with resilience and joy 🌹.”
Help Dana to get her arm back 😣💔
💔 Dear friends and compassionate hearts,
My name is Nour, and I come to you with a heart heavy with grief but also holding onto a small spark of hope. I am from Gaza, a place filled with hardship, but nothing could have prepared us for the pain we are living through right now. My beautiful daughter, Dana, who is still just a child, lost her right arm in this tragic war. 💔
But that wasn’t all we lost.
Dana lost her three beloved siblings, and many other dear family members. Our family home, once filled with warmth and laughter, is gone, reduced to memories. Now, only Dana, her little brother, her mother and father, her aunt, her uncle, and her young cousin remain, all trying to pick up the pieces. 🏚️💔
Yet, despite everything, we are holding onto hope. Our deepest wish is to help Dana get a prosthetic arm so she can have a chance to reclaim joy, strength, and resilience. Even the smallest contribution, like 5 USD, can be a light on this dark path. 🌟
🖤 A Day That Changed Everything 🖤
“It was supposed to be just another ordinary day, but it turned into a nightmare I never imagined. Dana’s father, the strong man who has always been our rock, left that morning with his usual determination and resilience. I never thought I’d see him like this—lying on a hospital bed, surrounded by doctors. 💔
When I got the news, it felt like a knife had pierced my heart. I rushed to the hospital, praying he’d be okay. 🙏 But when I finally saw him, I could hardly recognize him. His face was covered with scars and wounds from shrapnel, his clothes soaked with blood and dust. Even through all of this, he tried to give me a small smile, as if to reassure me. But I knew the pain he was enduring was beyond what words could express. 😔
He would open his eyes every now and then, trying to stay strong, but I could see his strength slipping away. The smile I used to cherish was gone, replaced by a distant look, searching for hope amidst the pain and shock. 🥺
That moment made me realize just how precious our loved ones truly are. Every day, I pray for his recovery, that he’ll come back to us whole, and that we’ll once again see the smile we miss so much. ❤️🩹”
🏚️ This Was Once Our Home 🏚️
“This was once our home—a place filled with laughter, love, and memories that can never be erased. 💔 Every corner held a story, from the marks on the walls where the kids measured their heights 📏, to the windows that welcomed the morning sun ☀️, filling our rooms with warmth.
But now, it’s reduced to rubble. Walls that once protected us now lie scattered and broken 🪨, like pieces of a life shattered beyond repair. The rooms where we gathered as a family are now open to the sky 🌌, exposed, vulnerable. Yet, standing here, I feel as if I can still hear the echoes of our voices, lingering in the air—a reminder of what we once had. 🕊️
In the midst of this destruction, there’s a haunting beauty, a symbol of resilience. We may have lost our home, but we haven’t lost our memories or our hope. Amid the ruins, we hold on to the belief that one day, this ground will witness new stories, new beginnings, and the laughter of a family rebuilding from the ashes. 🔥🌱❤️”
💔 The Place of Loss 💔
“This place… it was once filled with life, with the laughter of my children and the voices of my family. Now, all that remains are broken walls and shattered dreams. This is where I lost them all—my children, my family, everyone I held dear. The echoes of their laughter have been replaced by an unbearable silence, and the warmth of their presence is now a hollow memory. 🕊️
I stand here among the ruins, looking at the remnants of what was once our world. I can almost see them, playing and running around, their faces lighting up with joy. But now, all that’s left is rubble—a painful reminder of what was taken from us in a moment of cruelty. 😢
They say time heals, but standing here, I feel the weight of my loss even more deeply. Every piece of debris holds a memory, every fallen stone speaks of lives cut too short. 💔
I carry their memory with me, and I pray that one day, there will be justice for all the innocent lives lost here. Until then, this place will forever remain a scar on my heart and a testament to the love and the lives that were stolen.”
If you find it in your heart, please consider helping us. Whether through a donation, sharing Dana’s story, or keeping us in your prayers, we will be forever grateful. The link to support is in my bio. 🙏❤️
Thank you for reading, sharing, and standing with us in this time of unimaginable loss. Your kindness means more than words can express.❤️
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