Growing up amidst the turmoil of war has shaped my life in profound ways. Living in the de-occupied territory presents daily challenges, especially when it comes to putting food on the table. The local shops often have empty shelves, leaving us with little to sustain ourselves. While other volunteers visit us sporadically, your consistent presence means  everything to me. Each time you pass by my house, it’s a reminder that there are still kind souls out there.

Those boxes you bring hold more than just supplies; they’re a lifeline for me and my grandkids, ensuring we have enough to get by. I can’t express enough gratitude for your unwavering support. May your kindness be repaid tenfold, and may blessings follow you wherever you go.