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🌸 From One Mother’s Heart – Please Read 🌸

My name is Saja. I’m a wife, a mother, and a woman who once believed her story would be simple. I thought my days would be filled with watching my daughter grow — from her first smile to her first steps — surrounded by the small joys of everyday life.

But life had other plans.

War has returned to our home. Again. And once again, we find ourselves living under skies that never seem to rest.

There was a moment — a fragile, breathless moment — when the bombs paused and the world seemed to remember us. It gave us hope. We thought maybe, just maybe, we could start to rebuild. But now, we are back in the dark — hiding, holding on, praying.

I’m writing this not as someone seeking pity, but as a mother who has no other choice but to speak.

Imagine holding your baby in the middle of the night, not because she cried, but because the world outside roared too loud for either of you to sleep. Imagine whispering bedtime stories not to lull her into dreams, but to keep the fear from settling into her tiny bones.

This is my life.

This is my daughter’s life.

And even now — especially now — I believe in softness. I believe in kindness. Because when everything else is taken from you, hope becomes the most valuable thing you have.

Why I’m Reaching Out Our home has been damaged. Our lives changed. But through it all, my daughter wakes up every morning with a smile. She reaches for me with trust, with love, with faith that I will keep her safe.

That’s why I keep going.

I’ve launched a campaign to ask for help — not because it’s easy, but because silence is no longer an option. I am asking for support not just for me, but for my baby, and for the quiet strength of so many mothers like me who are fighting, every single day, to hold their families together.

How You Can Help: 🤍 Help us restore parts of our home so we can live with dignity 🤍 Support women and mothers in Gaza with access to care and resources 🤍 Keep the light of hope alive for a generation born in the shadows of war

💛 If you can, please support our journey here:

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I Am Saja – A Mother Holding On Through the Return of War

My name is Saja. I am a wife, a mother to a precious 8-month-old girl, and I am writing this in a moment that I wish I didn’t have to live t

If you can’t give, please consider sharing. Your voice might be the reason someone else hears ours.

From My Heart to Yours Maybe our lives are worlds apart. Maybe you’ve never lived through war. But if you’ve ever held a child and wished the world could be better for them — then you understand more than you know.

I don’t want my daughter to grow up thinking the world turned away.

Please, if you’ve read this far — thank you. Thank you for seeing us. Thank you for caring. We are still here. Still hoping. Still holding on to every kind act like it’s a lifeline.

With love and endless gratitude

punk!simon and goth!reader bumping into each other at a goth/punk/alt convention and immediately falling head over heels for each other because ‘they’re so mesmerizing/he’s so gorgeous’

punk!simon asking goth!reader out to a date, the latter accepting so quickly he got a whiplash and feels the blood rushing to the tips of his ears and cheeks ‘thank god, i’m wearing my mask’ he thinks

punk!simon asking goth!reader to marry him relatively late in their relationship because he was searching for the perfect ring (dark metal with little diamonds and a huge, shiny black jewel being the center piece) with goth!reader happily accepting

punk!simon and goth!reader having a small wedding with only a few selected family and friends, dress code for the guests being white and only punk!simon and goth!reader wearing black

punk!simon wearing a suit, various pins and chains decorating it so he still feels comfortable, punk!simon not wearing his mask because he wants you to be able to see his face when he makes you his forever

punk!simon feeling his jaw go slack when you enter the ceremony with your parental figure by your side, wearing a black glittery princess style dress with skull accents and tulle, completing your marvelous look with a dark eye and lip makeup / wearing a dark colored suit with skull and dark metal accents

punk!simon and goth!reader reading their vows, exchanging rings and a (quite tame) kiss while (happy) teary eyes look upon the newlywed couple