A family that yesterday enjoyed the warmth of their home, today endures the harshness of displacement and the bitter cold of winter. In the heart of the besieged Gaza Strip, where the sounds of shelling intertwine with the cries of children, lies a painful tale of a family torn apart by war.

I'm Sary, an ambitious engineer, and my wife Heba, a devoted English teacher, we were striving to build a bright future for our two daughters, Iman, 4 years old, and Layan, a baby who is not even one and a half years old. Iman used to bring joy to the house with her childish laughter, while Layan illuminated it with the innocence of her eyes.

But in October 2023, disaster struck. War broke out, turning out lives into an unbearable hell. We found ourselves forced to leave our home, becoming homeless and displaced.

In a small, dilapidated tent, we found temporary shelter from the harsh conditions. We endured the scorching summer heat under a tent that offered no protection from the sun, and today we face the freezing winter cold that seeps into our bones through the thin tent walls.

My family, like other families in Gaza, suffers in silence and faces hardship with faith and steadfastness. We are in dire need of your help.

Your donations will contribute to providing us with warm shelter, food to satisfy our hunger, and clothes to warm my daughters' little bodies.

Your generous donation will give my innocent children a chance at a normal life and rebuilt our lives.