From My Heart to Yours

My name is Bakr. I’m 28 years old. I studied computer engineering. I am a husband, a soon-to-be father, and someone who has dedicated his life to helping others through charitable and relief work.

My wife, Nourhan, is six months pregnant. We are expecting our first child, and while this should be a time of joy and preparation, our lives are instead filled with fear, grief, and uncertainty.

We live in Gaza. Like thousands of other families here, we’ve seen everything turned upside down. War, displacement, and loss have become part of our everyday reality. I’ve seen people I love taken away by this war—family, friends, neighbors. I’ve seen homes turned into rubble and children growing up with trauma in their eyes instead of dreams.

Among them was a friend of mine, Ahmed Abdalilah, who lost his brother Mohammed to the ongoing bombings. Mohammed was just 30 years old. He left behind his wife Zainab, a young physiotherapy graduate, and two beautiful children: Imad, only three, and Ward, born under bombs in November. Their story is just one of many, but it speaks volumes of what we’re going through.

Ahmed’s family has been displaced six times. Their home no longer exists. They’re now trying to evacuate to Egypt, but even the hope of escaping comes with a huge cost—$5,000 for each adult and $2,500 for each child to cross the Rafah border. In total, they need more than $87,000 just to flee to safety.

We are not asking for luxury. We’re asking for survival. For a chance to live without the sound of drones above our heads. For the right to raise our children in peace.

I know many of you have already helped. Your support, your donations, your words—they’ve carried us through the darkest of nights. I can’t describe how much it means when someone across the world chooses to care, to act, to stand with us.

Today, I’m asking from the bottom of my heart: please don’t look away. Please continue to help. Share this message. Talk about Gaza. Support families like Ahmed’s who are trying to escape death and give their children a future.

Every donation, every share, every prayer—it all matters.

Thank you for being the light in a place that has seen too much darkness.

With love and gratitude,
Bakr
For my wife Nourhan, our unborn child, and all the families still holding on to hope in Gaza