Help Moamen Family to survive From Genocide

"Twins Under a Tent: A Father’s Call to Save His Family"

My name is Mo’men Nashwan, a 29-year-old accountant in a private company. I have always believed that hard work and planning can turn dreams into reality.

I got married just two months before the war, and those were some of the happiest days of my life. After four years of saving and working tirelessly, I finally finished building our small home—a place full of love and dreams. Little did I know that I would live in it for only two months before the war destroyed it.

When Dreams Turn to Ashes

In the second month of my marriage, my wife and I discovered she was pregnant with twins. That moment was one of the happiest of my life. I began envisioning their future, planning their room filled with toys, and dreaming of how I would work day and night to secure their lives.

But the war came like a nightmare. Our home was bombed, and we were forced to flee five times in just a few weeks. We kept searching for safety but ultimately ended up in a tent barely fit for living.

A Birth Amid the Chaos

In the midst of this hardship, my wife gave birth to our twins. I named the first “Jameel” after my father and the second “Omar” after my grandfather. They were the most beautiful thing to happen to me during this chaos, but my joy was mixed with sorrow.

Today, my twins live under a tent that fails to protect them from the cold winter nights or the scorching summer heat. I cannot afford the milk they need daily or buy the diapers and clothes they require.

My Only Dream

I don’t dream of luxury or ask for the impossible. All I want is to secure a decent life for my children. I want to get them out of this tent that has stolen their childhood before it even began. My goals are simple:

1. Provide the basics: Milk, diapers, and clothing.

2. Secure a safe future: Raise enough funds to leave Gaza and start a new and stable life for my family.

How You Can Help

Your donation is not just financial support; it’s a message of hope for me and my family. It’s a promise that goodness still exists and that my children deserve a chance at a better life.

Your contribution can bring warmth to my children on cold winter nights.

It can help me build a new beginning for my family.

It can restore my dignity as a father and give my children the future they deserve.

My Final Message

This is not just a story; it’s a call from a father trying every possible way to save his family from a harsh reality. All I have is hope and faith in your kind hearts. Every donation, no matter how small, is a step toward saving the future of two innocent children who have done nothing but be born into unforgiving circumstances.

Thank you for your kindness and generosity.