I thought of my daughter. My family. And then I didn't think of anything at all. I just trusted God and the medical team that was rushing around the room.
I received three pints of blood that saved my life. Three pints from three strangers. I'll never know who they are, and they'll never know who they helped. And the beautiful thing is it doesn't matter, because we all bleed red. There's an immense sense of selflessness in giving from yourself to help others — unconditionally.
Now, I'm a regular blood donor. I hope I can contribute to other people's healing, so that they, too, can have more time on this Earth to love and be loved.