Support The Sayegh Family Through Eaton fire

I never imagined the day would begin like any other and end in such unimaginable devastation. Waking up that morning, the thought of losing everything we’ve worked so hard for felt like a distant fear, not a looming reality. But as the smoke thickened and the flames crept closer, we had no choice. With no power and panic in the air, I gathered my three daughters, our most precious belongings, and fled into uncertainty. In the chaos, I made the heart-wrenching decision to send my family to safety while I stayed behind to help my parents protect their home—a decision that still haunts me. The Eaton fire has ripped through our lives, leaving a path of destruction I could never have prepared for. Now, as we remain displaced, the weight of this tragedy grows heavier by the day. Our home is uninhabitable, blanketed in ash and smoke, with no power or gas. My construction tools—the very foundation of my livelihood—are gone, swallowed by the flames. I’m left grappling with how to provide for my three daughters, my angels, in the aftermath of this disaster. I am not asking for help to rebuild a house or a business. I’m asking for the strength to stand again, for the chance to rebuild a life for my family from the ashes of this tragedy. Your generosity means more than words can express. From the depths of my heart, thank you for helping us find hope amidst the devastation.