These tears are no longer enough. The reasons are many and the heart is one. The sickness of separation, of absence, and of heartbreak, that resulted after the death of her son died while she was trying to secure a morsel of bread for her children. Her husband forgot his responsibilities and his only concern became to beat his children when he meet them. Aya's heartbreak for the children, whose stomachs are only filled with hunger, is very big. The pieces of bread that used to fill their stomachs with thyme, and they replaced the oil with water. The food was gone from their house. Her youngest child's food became a cup of water and sugar that she could not boil because she did not have gas or any fuel. Not only these bad conditions, but also most of her furniture was kept in her old house because she was unable to pay his rent. All supplies were empty and tears ran down her cheeks. With her first steps when she was displaced, the poor mother knew that her destiny was written for her and her children, on a path in which she was exposed to the harshest pitfalls, and until that day she never tasted any happiness. Hope disappeared in her and her heart became dominated by fear for the children since she lost her eldest son. Her difficult life and the harshness of her days could be alleviated with help. To feed their young, to fill their stomachs after so much hunger. Do not hesitate to help the poor woman.