Ahmed Munir Al-Anqar: A Father's Cry from the Heart of Gaza 💔
My name is Ahmed Munir Al-Anqar, I am 34 years old, a father of four children: Qusai (12 years old) 🧒, Jouri (7 years old) 👧, Mohammed (4 years old) 👦, and Adam (1 year old) 👶. My wife, Heba (27 years old) ❤️, is my partner through this harsh journey. We are a small family who once lived with hope despite the difficult circumstances, but the recent war on Gaza has left us with nothing but pain and devastation. 😔
A Home Reduced to Rubble, Dreams Buried Underneath 🏚️
Our home, where we once felt safe, built our memories, and nurtured our children's dreams, is now nothing more than a pile of rubble. 🏳️ The sound of bombs and missiles was faster than our fleeing footsteps, and we barely managed to escape with our trembling souls. 😢
The Journey of Displacement… From Destruction to the Unknown 🚶♂️🛑
We were forced to flee to the south of Gaza, seeking refuge in an overcrowded school 🏫. But here, nothing resembles life:
No clean drinking water 💧🚱
No electricity ⚡❌
No proper sanitation 🚽❌
No medicine for sick children 💊❌
My children sleep on a cold floor 🛌🥶, their little stomachs aching from hunger and thirst. 🍞 My youngest son, Adam, cries all night 😭, and Jouri asks me every day: "When will we return home, Daddy?" 🥺 And I… I have no answer.
A Father's Plea to Your Hearts ❤️🙏
I am not asking for much. I am simply asking for a chance at a dignified life for my children 🏠💝, a roof to shelter them, clean water to quench their thirst 💦, and medicine to ease their pain. 🩹
Any contribution, no matter how small, can bring us a glimmer of hope 🌟 and allow me to look into my children's eyes without feeling helpless. 🥹
Help us give our children their right to live. 🕊️
Every donation makes a difference. 🤝
From the heart of Gaza, under skies raining fire 🔥☁️, I send you this message… Please help us. 🙏
Ahmed Munir Al-Anqar 🖤
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Hello, my name is Mahmoud from Gaza. I have four children... Since October 7th, everything has been destroyed. Our house was bombed and my children, Rital and Lian, were injured. She is sick with nerves and needs treatment. Also, my wife was injured in the spine and needs treatment abroad...
I want you to donate and help my children or share this post with others.. Thank you very much for your support and generosity towards us....
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Save my orphan children
I am Inas, a mother of two young children: Muhammad, 7 years old, and Hala, 5 years old. They should have been living their childhood like all children—safe and warm in the embrace of their father. But the war has stolen that dream from us😭😭😭
Six months ago, my husband Anas, a kind-hearted man who endured a life of poverty, was killed by a random shell while on his way to work as a taxi driver. Since that tragic day, I’ve been left to carry the unbearable weight of life alone.
I held a diploma in international secretarial studies and was about to start a job to help support my family. But the war shattered not only our home but also my hopes and dreams. We’ve been displaced six times and now live in a tent that offers no shelter from the bitter cold or the ever-looming fear.
My young children face relentless hunger that weakens their fragile bodies and a cold that knows no mercy for their small hearts. Each day, their cries for warmth and food grow louder, and each day, I feel more helpless to provide them with even the basics of life💔😭😭
I appeal to your humanity, to your compassion. We need your help to survive, to find a safe shelter, and to feed my children. Your generosity could be the reason Muhammad and Hala continue to live and find hope amidst this darkness🥹
Please, help me keep the light of these innocent children from being extinguished by this cruel world
I never imagined I would find myself in a situation that would require me to write these words, but life has taken an unexpected and devastating turn. My family, consisting of my beloved husband and our eight children, is facing a crisis that we cannot overcome alone. Our home, once filled with love and laughter, has been shattered. The roof over our heads, the walls that protected us, and the place where our children grew up are lost. We lost not only our home, but the foundations of our lives. Now, we struggle every day to survive, with nowhere to go or a way to rebuild without help.
Our children, who should be focused on school and their dreams, worry instead about where they will sleep or when their next meal will be. The weight of their fear and confusion breaks my heart. As parents, we feel helpless and unable to provide basic necessities for our loved ones.
We are urgently asking for help because we cannot do this alone. We need to rebuild not only our home, but our lives. Every donation, no matter the size, will go directly to providing our children with a safe place to sleep, food to eat, and a chance to dream again. Please, if you can find it in your heart to help us during this desperate time, we will be forever grateful to you. May your kindness and generosity be the light that guides us through this darkness.
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🆘 🆘 A Call for Urgent Help for Our Family in Gaza🚨🇵🇸🍉
Dear Friends and Supporters,🙏
I am reaching out with a heartfelt plea for assistance. My family, consisting of five children and two parents, is in urgent need due to the ongoing crisis in Gaza for the second year of war.
We are struggling to meet our basic needs: rent, food, clean water, and medical expenses. Each day presents new challenges, and my priority is to ensure the safety and well-being of my children, especially after we are afflicted with the ongoing infectious diseases spread in the Gaza like Hepatitis C disease.
If you are in a position to help, any contribution would be immensely appreciated and make a significant difference in our lives.
Thank you for your compassion and support during this critical time.
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Every donation makes a different even if it a small.
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With gratitude,
Rewaa Amir,
This is our link if you need more details of our story 👇👇
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fucking hate it when the stuff everybody says "actually works" does actually work.
hate exercising and realizing i've let go of a lot of anxiety and anger because i've overturned my fight-or-flight response.
hate eating right and eating enough and eating 3 times a day and realizing i'm less anxious and i have more energy
hate journaling in my stupid notebook with my stupid bic ballpoint and realizing that i've actually started healing about something once i'm able to externalize it
hate forgiving myself hate complimenting myself more often hate treating myself with kindness hate taking a gratitude inventory hate having patience hate talking to myself gently
hate turning my little face up to the sun and taking deep breaths and looking at nature and grounding myself and realizing that i feel less burdened and more hopeful, more actually-here, that i am able to see the good sides of myself more clearly, that i am able to see not only how far i have to grow - but also how much growth i have already done & how much of my life i truly fill with light and laughter and love
horrible horrible horrible. hate it but i'm gonna do it tho