In a small corner of the city, Wi'am lives as a widowed mother who took on the heavy responsibility of raising three children after her husband got cancer. In a modest rented home, this resilient mother struggles daily to provide for her children. Despite all her efforts, she has yet to find a sponsor for any of them. Her youngest daughter, Jana, eight years old, gazes at the approaching Eid with dreamy eyes. Her only wish is to wear a new dress like other children to feel the true joy of Eid. But she knows her mother is already fighting hard just to secure the basics of life. Wi'am isn't asking for much, just a chance for her children to experience their childhood without deprivation, without the harshness of life stealing their innocence. Please, support her.........