https://gofund.me/a1174ab9**___**
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Karim… a ten-year-old boy who has endured too much pain
I am Karim’s mother, a mother of three children. I used to believe I could protect them from fear, from hunger, from war… but the war in Gaza shattered everything.
Karim, my son, is ten years old. In one horrifying moment, he lost his leg in a bombing that made no distinction between a child and a fighter. Since then, our lives have been turned upside down. He no longer plays, no longer runs, and the laughter that once filled our home has faded. Every day, he cries from the pain. Every night, he sobs himself to sleep.
We lived under fire for months. We were displaced over and over. We were drained—by fear, hunger, and the constant noise of bombs. We lost our home. I lost my job. We lost family and friends. Karim lost his beloved teachers and many of the children he once played with.
Now we are trying to survive amid destruction, to heal with no resources, and to care for our children with empty hands.
Karim needs more surgeries as he grows. He needs prosthetic limbs that must be replaced regularly. He needs special care. And I try to be everything for him. My husband Fadi and I do all we can to bring light back into his life—and the lives of his siblings, who also need school, warmth, and stability.
We are not asking for the impossible—just a chance to live with dignity. To rebuild. To give Karim a piece of the childhood that was taken from him.
If you cannot donate, please share our story. Your share could reach a heart that can help. And that simple act might become the greatest gift you give—a lifeline to a child who just wants to live.
And forgive me if I repeat our story again and again… the wound is still open, and we still need someone to listen.