Help Ferial get nutrition for her pregnancy

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Hello, I hope you and your family are well. My name is Ferial, from Gaza, married and pregnant with my first child.

The bombing left us with nothing but complete destruction, profound sadness, and unbearable pain. Everything collapsed in an instant… our home, our security, our dreams, and even our most basic rights to life.

We fled death to refugee camps, but death caught up with us there. My husband was injured in a treacherous bombing, and his father was martyred before our eyes. Today, my husband bears the burden of caring for his mother and siblings—a family of ten—under unbearable conditions.

As for me, my condition is worsening by the day.

The doctor told me that I suffer from severe malnutrition, and this threatens my life and the life of my unborn child.

Hunger is consuming us, fear is stalking us, and the war has stolen everything, even the long-awaited moment of joy.

I appeal to every pure heart, every living conscience: please, do not leave us alone. Every bit of help, no matter how small, could save our lives.

Your donation will give us a chance to survive and a glimmer of hope in this harsh darkness.

Help us… save us… the devastation is greater than can be described, and the grief is deeper than words.

Abigail Soldwish-Zoole

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United States

Hello, I hope you and your family are well. My name is Ferial, from Gaza, married and pregnant with my first child.

The bombing left us with nothing but complete destruction, profound sadness, and unbearable pain. Everything collapsed in an instant… our home, our security, our dreams, and even our most basic rights to life.

We fled death to refugee camps, but death caught up with us there. My husband was injured in a treacherous bombing, and his father was martyred before our eyes. Today, my husband bears the burden of caring for his mother and siblings—a family of ten—under unbearable conditions.

As for me, my condition is worsening by the day.

The doctor told me that I suffer from severe malnutrition, and this threatens my life and the life of my unborn child.

Hunger is consuming us, fear is stalking us, and the war has stolen everything, even the long-awaited moment of joy.

I appeal to every pure heart, every living conscience: please, do not leave us alone. Every bit of help, no matter how small, could save our lives.

Your donation will give us a chance to survive and a glimmer of hope in this harsh darkness.

Help us… save us… the devastation is greater than can be described, and the grief is deeper than words.

Abigail Soldwish-Zoole

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