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Our home was our safe haven, but it was destroyed in the war, leaving only rubble and memories. We lost the place that once gathered us with love and warmth, and now we live in tents, dreaming only of a home that will bring back the sense of safety we once had.💔

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My daughter's room 😭😭

Our life in the tent is harsh — we wake up to the cold and sleep to the sound of the wind. No walls protect us, and no solid roof shelters us, yet we thank God for keeping us safe and hold on to hope that one day we will return to a warm and secure home🥺

Our life was simple and full of hope, but the war changed everything. We now live between fear and patience, trying to hold on to life despite the pain and suffering.😭

Our home was destroyed in the war, and with it, our memories and sense of safety were lost.💔

Our home was our whole life — it held our laughter and memories. And today, after its destruction, I feel my heart has fallen with it 😢

My children are the most precious thing I have. I see them growing up amid hardship, but they are my strength and my hope in life despite all the pain.

I ask for help for my children, as they need support and care after all they have suffered in the war. My dream is to provide them with safety and a better future.🥺

We are now living in a simple tent after our home was destroyed in the war. Life is difficult in this cold and amid all the suffering. There is no shelter to protect my children from the rain and heat, but we try to hold on to hope despite all the harsh conditions🥺