It’s in you to give.
Remember that. I used to think of blood donation as an item on a personal bucket list, something noble to do and then move on. I wanted to give blood the way others want to run a marathon or learn a new language. It felt symbolic to achieve that like a participation badge.
Then one day a family member needed a transfusion. At that moment, the idea stopped being abstract or altruistic. Blood was no longer a concept or a charitable gesture; it was survival moving through a tube. I told myself that if someone else could give for my family, I could give for someone else’s. In 2015, I did it for the first time.
Weeks later, a letter arrived. A thank-you note from Canadian Blood Services. Inside, a donor card with my name printed neatly, like an invitation of sorts. I hadn’t expected that. As a millennial, I’ll admit I have a weakness for membership cards. They suggest belonging. Participation. Continuity.
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