A MESSAGE FROM GAZA
This arrived today in my Instagram account from a young man named Osama. His little sister was terribly injured by shrapnel from Israeli soldiers. Here's from Osama in his own words: My name is Osama, I'm an 18-year-old, and today I find myself responsible for a family of six under unbearable circumstances. We lost my father, and with his passing, we lost our support and security. I now live with my mother and five siblings in Gaza, amidst loss and deprivation. But the greatest pain isn't hunger or displacement; it's the daily cries I hear from my little sister, who is only three years old. A Wound That Won't Heal My little sister, who should be running and playing, suffers from a severe abdominal injury. Every night, her cries of pain turn to muffled screams. Due to the lack of medical resources and the blockade, obtaining her medication and treatment has become nearly impossible for us. Why do we need your help? Today, I stand helpless as I watch my sister wither ...