Dear friends and kind-hearted 🙏❤️🇵🇸 My name is Ahmed Osama, and I write to you with a heart shattered beyond repair. I am a father who has lost everything in the war on Gaza—my beloved wife, my three beautiful children, my home, my livelihood, and the very life I once knew. My wife, the love of my life, was taken from me in an instant. Alongside her, my twin children, Malik and Miral, only seven years old, were killed. Their laughter, their dreams, their innocent joy—erased by the brutality of war. My youngest daughter, Nisma, only five, was also stolen from me. She was my light, my little angel, and I can still hear her calling for me in my dreams, only to wake up to a reality where she is no longer here.😔🙏 The only survivor of that horrific night was my three-year-old son, Muhammad. I pulled him from beneath the rubble with my own hands, his small body broken and covered in dust and blood. His leg was fractured, and despite undergoing four surgeries in Gaza’s overwhelmed hospitals, none were successful due to the dire lack of medical resources. Now, one of his legs is shorter than the other, a permanent reminder of the horrors he endured. He also suffered head injuries that continue to affect him.🙏😔 Muhammad is still in need of further medical treatment, and his journey toward recovery is far from over. We are unable to continue his treatment due to the lack of resources, and the overwhelming costs.🙏😔 As if this loss and pain were not enough, our home in northern Gaza was completely destroyed, along with an apartment we once owned. We have nowhere to return to. I have also lost my job as an English translator, leaving us with no source of income. Today, I live with my elderly parents, who suffer from several health conditions, as well as my two sisters, my brother, and my son. I am the sole provider for them all, carrying the weight of our survival on my shoulders. But how do you rebuild a life from nothing? How do you create a home when war has taken everything from you? The situation here is dire. The cost of food and basic necessities is still incredibly high in Gaza, making it nearly impossible to afford what we need to survive. Despite our desperate situation, we have not received any humanitarian aid. We are suffering, day after day, without support. I refuse to let Muhammad grow up in despair. I want to build a future for him—a home filled with love, happiness, and safety. A place where he can heal, learn, and dream like any other child. I want to give him a life where he does not have to live in the shadow of war but in the light of hope. But I cannot do this alone. I am reaching out to you, to anyone with a heart that still believes in humanity, to help me rebuild our lives. Your kindness, your generosity, your support—no matter how small—can change our future. It can give Muhammad a chance to walk again without pain, to sleep in a safe home, and to grow up knowing that the world has not abandoned him. Please, help me give my son the life that was stolen from him. Help me turn our tragedy into a new beginning.🙏❤️🫂🇵🇸 Attached is my GoFundMe link: https://gofund.me/adf7edc2 With deep gratitude, Ahmed Osam