EhabAbeer99

joined 4 weeks ago
 

Today, I witnessed the freed prisoners reuniting with their families. Tears filled my eyes — tears of joy for their freedom, and tears of sorrow for my own separation. Watching them embrace their loved ones reminded me of the ache in my heart and how deeply I miss my children.

I wished, even for a single moment, that I could hold my children again after being apart for more than a year and a half.

Any support or donation that could help me reunite with my family would mean the world to me https://gofund.me/00439328

 

Today, I witnessed the freed prisoners reuniting with their families. Tears filled my eyes — tears of joy for their freedom, and tears of sorrow for my own separation. Watching them embrace their loved ones reminded me of the ache in my heart and how deeply I miss my children.

I wished, even for a single moment, that I could hold my children again after being apart for more than a year and a half.

Any support or donation that could help me reunite with my family would mean the world to me https://gofund.me/00439328

 

Today, I witnessed the freed prisoners reuniting with their families. Tears filled my eyes — tears of joy for their freedom, and tears of sorrow for my own separation. Watching them embrace their loved ones reminded me of the ache in my heart and how deeply I miss my children.

I wished, even for a single moment, that I could hold my children again after being apart for more than a year and a half.

Any support or donation that could help me reunite with my family would mean the world to me. https://gofund.me/00439328

 

Today, I witnessed the freed prisoners reuniting with their families. Tears filled my eyes — tears of joy for their freedom, and tears of sorrow for my own separation. Watching them embrace their loved ones reminded me of the ache in my heart and how deeply I miss my children.

I wished, even for a single moment, that I could hold my children again after being apart for more than a year and a half.

Any support or donation that could help me reunite with my family would mean the world to me. https://gofund.me/00439328

 

We still need you and your support more than ever. All we have left is the rubble. Please, help us reunite our families and rebuild our lives from the ashes https://gofund.me/00439328

 

We still need you and your support more than ever. All we have left is the rubble. Please, help us reunite our families and rebuild our lives from the ashes https://gofund.me/00439328

 

We still need you and your support more than ever. All we have left is the rubble. Please, help us reunite our families and rebuild our lives from the ashes https://gofund.me/00439328

 

My name is Ehab, a father of four children from Gaza. Before October 7th, we lived in a warm home filled with love, laughter, and hope. My children were among the brightest in their schools, and life—though simple—was beautiful.

But everything changed in a single moment. We lost our home, our work, our loved ones, and everything we once had. My sister and her children were killed, and my wife—who was pregnant at the time—was forced to give birth in Egypt with a very dangerous condition as her blood count had dropped to 7.

For nearly a year, my wife and children endured the war in Gaza before they managed to leave. I couldn’t go with them because I didn’t have enough money. I have now been separated from my children for over a year and a half. My youngest daughter, Talia, was born far away from me, and I have never even held her in my arms.

Today, I live alone in a torn tent—suffering from the burning heat of summer and the freezing cold of winter. Many nights I go to sleep hungry, with nothing to eat. My children, on the other hand, live in an old crumbling apartment that barely lets sunlight in. They cry themselves to sleep, longing for their father. We struggle every day to afford rent, diapers, and milk.

And now, the Israeli army demands that we leave northern Gaza and move to the south. But where can we go? The costs are unbearably high, and we have no safe place left. The painful question that haunts us every day is: Where do we go?

I am sharing my story with a broken heart, praying that someone out there will hear my voice. We have created a campaign to help us survive and reunite me with my wife and children. Please, if you can, donate or share our story. Every bit of support means the world to us.

🔵 Campaign link:

https://gofund.me/00439328

Thank you for taking the time to read my story.

 

My name is Ehab, a father of four children from Gaza. Before October 7th, we lived in a warm home filled with love, laughter, and hope. My children were among the brightest in their schools, and life—though simple—was beautiful.

But everything changed in a single moment. We lost our home, our work, our loved ones, and everything we once had. My sister and her children were killed, and my wife—who was pregnant at the time—was forced to give birth in Egypt with a very dangerous condition as her blood count had dropped to 7.

For nearly a year, my wife and children endured the war in Gaza before they managed to leave. I couldn’t go with them because I didn’t have enough money. I have now been separated from my children for over a year and a half. My youngest daughter, Talia, was born far away from me, and I have never even held her in my arms.

Today, I live alone in a torn tent—suffering from the burning heat of summer and the freezing cold of winter. Many nights I go to sleep hungry, with nothing to eat. My children, on the other hand, live in an old crumbling apartment that barely lets sunlight in. They cry themselves to sleep, longing for their father. We struggle every day to afford rent, diapers, and milk.

And now, the Israeli army demands that we leave northern Gaza and move to the south. But where can we go? The costs are unbearably high, and we have no safe place left. The painful question that haunts us every day is: Where do we go?

I am sharing my story with a broken heart, praying that someone out there will hear my voice. We have created a campaign to help us survive and reunite me with my wife and children. Please, if you can, donate or share our story. Every bit of support means the world to us.

🔵 Campaign link: https://gofund.me/00439328

Thank you for taking the time to read my story.

 

My name is Ehab, a father of four children from Gaza. Before October 7th, we lived in a warm home filled with love, laughter, and hope. My children were among the brightest in their schools, and life—though simple—was beautiful.

But everything changed in a single moment. We lost our home, our work, our loved ones, and everything we once had. My sister and her children were killed, and my wife—who was pregnant at the time—was forced to give birth in Egypt with a very dangerous condition as her blood count had dropped to 7.

For nearly a year, my wife and children endured the war in Gaza before they managed to leave. I couldn’t go with them because I didn’t have enough money. I have now been separated from my children for over a year and a half. My youngest daughter, Talia, was born far away from me, and I have never even held her in my arms.

Today, I live alone in a torn tent—suffering from the burning heat of summer and the freezing cold of winter. Many nights I go to sleep hungry, with nothing to eat. My children, on the other hand, live in an old crumbling apartment that barely lets sunlight in. They cry themselves to sleep, longing for their father. We struggle every day to afford rent, diapers, and milk.

And now, the Israeli army demands that we leave northern Gaza and move to the south. But where can we go? The costs are unbearably high, and we have no safe place left. The painful question that haunts us every day is: Where do we go?

I am sharing my story with a broken heart, praying that someone out there will hear my voice. We have created a campaign to help us survive and reunite me with my wife and children. Please, if you can, donate or share our story. Every bit of support means the world to us.

🔵 Campaign link: https://gofund.me/00439328

📷 In the last photos, you will see the small apartment where my wife and children now live.

Thank you for taking the time to read my story.

 

My name is Ehab, a father of four children from Gaza. Before October 7th, we lived in a warm home filled with love, laughter, and hope. My children were among the brightest in their schools, and life—though simple—was beautiful.

But everything changed in a single moment. We lost our home, our work, our loved ones, and everything we once had. My sister and her children were killed, and my wife—who was pregnant at the time—was forced to give birth in Egypt with a very dangerous condition as her blood count had dropped to 7.

For nearly a year, my wife and children endured the war in Gaza before they managed to leave. I couldn’t go with them because I didn’t have enough money. I have now been separated from my children for over a year and a half. My youngest daughter, Talia, was born far away from me, and I have never even held her in my arms.

Today, I live alone in a torn tent—suffering from the burning heat of summer and the freezing cold of winter. Many nights I go to sleep hungry, with nothing to eat. My children, on the other hand, live in an old crumbling apartment that barely lets sunlight in. They cry themselves to sleep, longing for their father. We struggle every day to afford rent, diapers, and milk.

And now, the Israeli army demands that we leave northern Gaza and move to the south. But where can we go? The costs are unbearably high, and we have no safe place left. The painful question that haunts us every day is: Where do we go?

I am sharing my story with a broken heart, praying that someone out there will hear my voice. We have created a campaign to help us survive and reunite me with my wife and children. Please, if you can, donate or share our story. Every bit of support means the world to us.

🔵 Campaign link: https://gofund.me/00439328

Thank you for taking the time to read my story.

 

My name is Ehab, a father of four children from Gaza. Before October 7th, we lived in a warm home filled with love, laughter, and hope. My children were among the brightest in their schools, and life—though simple—was beautiful.

But everything changed in a single moment. We lost our home, our work, our loved ones, and everything we once had. My sister and her children were killed, and my wife—who was pregnant at the time—was forced to give birth in Egypt with a very dangerous condition as her blood count had dropped to 7.

For nearly a year, my wife and children endured the war in Gaza before they managed to leave. I couldn’t go with them because I didn’t have enough money. I have now been separated from my children for over a year and a half. My youngest daughter, Talia, was born far away from me, and I have never even held her in my arms.

Today, I live alone in a torn tent—suffering from the burning heat of summer and the freezing cold of winter. Many nights I go to sleep hungry, with nothing to eat. My children, on the other hand, live in an old crumbling apartment that barely lets sunlight in. They cry themselves to sleep, longing for their father. We struggle every day to afford rent, diapers, and milk.

And now, the Israeli army demands that we leave northern Gaza and move to the south. But where can we go? The costs are unbearably high, and we have no safe place left. The painful question that haunts us every day is: Where do we go?

I am sharing my story with a broken heart, praying that someone out there will hear my voice. We have created a campaign to help us survive and reunite me with my wife and children. Please, if you can, donate or share our story. Every bit of support means the world to us.

🔵 Campaign link:

https://gofund.me/00439328

Thank you for taking the time to read my story.

[–] EhabAbeer99@hexbear.net -1 points 1 week ago (1 children)

I am not a scammer. I am speaking to you right now from northern Gaza

[–] EhabAbeer99@hexbear.net 0 points 3 weeks ago

“Every single dollar truly matters right now. Even the smallest donation can mean food, medicine, or a chance to move my family to safety. Please, if you can, donate or share — you might literally save lives

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