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🌍✨ A Voice from Gaza: Fighting for Hope ❤️🩹
Hi, my name is Mosab , and I’m from Gaza. Life here has been harder than I could ever imagine, but today I’m sharing my story with hope in my heart, because your kindness has already given us so much strength.
This journey hasn’t been easy. The war has taken 25 family members from us—25 beautiful souls we loved deeply. Their laughter, their presence, their love… all of it is gone, leaving behind memories that are both precious and painful. Every day, I carry the weight of their loss, but I also carry their spirit, which gives me the strength to keep going.
Our Journey So Far
When I first reached out, I couldn’t have imagined we’d make it this far. Your support has been a light in these difficult times, and we are so deeply grateful for every single contribution.
But the road ahead is still challenging. Every day, we’re reminded of how much we’ve lost and how much we still need to rebuild.
Here’s what life in Gaza looks like for my family right now:
🏠 Safety: The uncertainty of tomorrow weighs heavily on us.
😢 Loss: The absence of the 25 family members we’ve lost is a pain we carry every moment.
💔 Dreams on Hold: The future feels so far away when survival takes all our strength.
How You Can Help Us Cross the Finish Line Even the smallest act of kindness can make a difference:
$5 may seem small, but for us, it’s a little relief, a moment of comfort, and a reminder that kindness still exists. ❤️
Can’t donate? Reblog this post to help us reach someone who can. Every share matters more than you know.
Why Your Support Matters Your kindness isn’t just about helping us meet our goal—it’s about reminding us that we’re not alone in this fight. It’s about hope. It’s about survival. And it’s about giving my family a chance to rebuild our lives, even in the face of unimaginable loss.
Thank you for helping us get this far. Your generosity and compassion have already brought us closer to a better tomorrow, and for that, I’m endlessly grateful.
With all my love and gratitude,
Mosab and Family ❤️
I had a dream that I was in a hotel with my family, and there were these common areas where you could just join a tour with random people for free. There was also a room where you'd walk in, and a guy would ask for your story in exchange for a free makeover, including a haircut and a new outfit.
There was some emotional stuff going on in my family, so I figured, why not? I went into the room and told him my story. When I was done and had my haircut and everything, I overheard another guy sharing his story and thought, ‘Cool, I’m not the only one doing this.’ He came out of the room, and we talked before deciding to go on one of those free tours together.
For some weird reason, there was also this super cool old lady who had every piece of tma merch you could imagine. She was talking about it with one of her students, who was only on episode 8, I think. Obviously, I had to say something, so I went up to her and almost screamed, "DO YOU LISTEN TO THE MAGNUS ARCHIVES?!"
She just gave me this ‘Isn’t it obvious?’ look and said, "Yes, I do." And I told her, "you're like me, but old!" She seemed a little annoyed but kept talking to her student.
I just stood there like, ‘Wow… so cool.’ And then I woke up.
Help my child 🇵🇸🙏🏻💔
she is in dire need and needs expensive treatment. She is speechless and does not speak. She suffers from autism and kidney failure. Nothing is more sincere than children’s tears. Here is her condition very clearly before October 7. I had dreams that she would regain her ability to improve and receive her natural treatment, but the war came and destroyed all those dreams and it became from worse to worse if not. You can help her. Repost so that people of good conscience can help her
Hello, It's Momen Al Madhoun, writing from the most miserable area in the whole world, I am deeply thankful to all of you. Your support means the world to my family
🍉🍉🍉 I urgently plead you to keep sharing our campaign with your friends, family, and acquaintances
15 months have passed as if it were 15 years, and suffering increasing day after day 😔
Our health is decaying, we have NO IMMUNITY to fight diseases. No healthy food to feed our worn cells. Finding a quiet, clean place for us to get some rest is IMPOSSIBLE! I'm in urgent need of serious financial support so that I can take action and save my family! Our faces speak the misery we're going through! my children can't bear the ruthlessness of war life… pain and cold does not allow either of them to sleep 💔
I found in drawing a way to relieve stress and describe what we are experiencing, but even this i was deprived of, due to the difficulty of obtaining good internet and electricity for a sufficient time If you are interested in art, you can check my blog and find my artworks, i hope you will share them and support me to continue fighting and trying Every share and donation brings us one step closer to saving my family's lives. Your support, no matter how small, holds the power to rescue my loved ones from grave danger There are no words can describe how many times we have been displaced The situation we're living now is really hard to imagine Where do we Go?
Imagine the vastness of this universe, we cannot escape to a safe place far from the war
🌟 Our campaign is vetted by 🇵🇸 @/gazavetters List at #291
👁️Jonathan Sims, Head Archivist of the Magnus Institute London👁️
If someone had told me Helen Richardson had a cameo in Moana 2, I would've watched that movie in theater
The designers didn’t even try to hide it
Putting that spiral there was definitely a tma reference
Magma sketch of my oc Mercury
Finally, after 470 days, children will sleep peacefully, and the bombs will stop. A quiet, silent night will pass over the entire Gaza Strip. This is what appears to the world, but the reality is entirely different. From this night onward, the real pain begins. Families will start remembering their loved ones lost in this war. Children will remember their fathers who died before their eyes. Mothers will recall the best moments they shared with their families in happiness, moments that no longer exist because of the death of their children. Wives will remember their husbands returning to them every day, now brutally killed before the eyes of the world.
From tonight, life will become more difficult for those who lost parts of their bodies—the one who lost an eye, the one who lost one or even both legs, the one who lost his hands, or those who now suffer from complete or partial paralysis. All of this will not be shown to you by the media.
We are still suffering even after the ceasefire. Yes, it is a relief that the bloodshed and massacres have stopped, but our suffering continues. We are still displaced, still under siege, and still in need of your support.
Our goal is 100,000 euros. Thanks to you, we have collected 86,960 euros. This means that we have reached 87% of our goal. Only 12,000 euros remain for us to reach our goal. It is not far away. With your help, we can achieve it. Please make it happen with me so that I can travel with my family to save my father and treat my little niece. This is the last chance and you can give it to us.