Am um majdy amother from Gaza and my life changed forever,I lost my husband ,a martyr of this ongoing conflict ,Ian left to care formy three sons and my doughier alone ,our lives once filled which love and dreams ,but that all shattered when our home in northern Gaza was bombed ,Now we live in aren’t,surrounded,by the remnants of what we once had.the conditions are harsh and we struggle to find basic/necessities,like food/water/and safer/Eeach day is a battle to provide from my children and the weight of their needs after feel over whiling,Despite the despair,I refuse to give up hope I reach out to humanitarian organisation,searching for any help that can improve our situation every small gesture of kindness,brings array of light into our dark days,Asaid began to arrive-food,chlothing and even some toys for my children -I saw smiles return to their faces in those moments,I realised that hope is not lost it can be found in the generosity of others ,I teach my children the values of resilience and faith,I tell them (we will not lost hope,for life is worth fighting for (our journey is far from over,but as long we stuns together,I believe we can overcome come any thing