After about her fourth transfusion, it hit me hard: my child needs this blood to survive, and if she doesn't receive it, she will die.
I stared at the bag and realized it came from OneBlood, and marveled at the fact that some stranger had donated that blood just a few days ago, and now here it was, saving my child's life.
The tangibility of that donor's sacrifice, as well as my own when I donate, was not at all lost on me: blood donation LITERALLY saves lives, and I got to see firsthand just how important of an act this is in the case of saving my own daughter's life.