In a forgotten corner, Fouad and his wife live in a cramped room that can barely hold their weary dreams. No beds to sleep on, no refrigerator, no washing machine, no oven—just worn-out furniture and a dim light that fails to chase away the darkness. His wife cooks on a small camping stove, and fresh air barely makes its way into their home. Fouad has been disabled since childhood. He moves around using a special tricycle to meet his basic needs and silently endures chronic high blood pressure. His only son was their provider, but he was arrested at the start of the revolution and later martyred in Saydnaya Prison—leaving his parents alone. Today, Fouad has no income and no one to support him. He owes three months' rent and is buried in debt. Let us be his support. Let’s help him overcome this hardship!