I am Mounir Youssef, from Gaza.

I used to live a quiet, simple life, but everything changed in a single moment...

On October 6th, I got married, and on the 7th, I woke up to the war.

Since that day, I've been moving from place to place, fleeing the bombing, until there was no place left for me.

My house was destroyed, our neighborhood burned, and my memories were buried under the rubble.

Allah blessed me with my son, Jude, and shortly afterward, I lost my father to cancer, and we were unable to provide him with treatment at the time.

Today, my wife, my child, and my mother live in a tent that offers no protection from the heat or the cold.

My wife is now pregnant, and I am unable to even provide for our daily needs.

We have lost everything, and all that remains is hope..

Help me restore my children's stolen childhood and give my family a safe and secure life..