As a young child, my father donated very regularly. He would participate in blood drives at work, area hospitals, etc. and would come home with pins whenever he would reach a “gallon” milestone. Of course I was fascinated by the pins, but as I grew older, I was interested in the process and why he did what he did.
When I got to be a bit older, around 9 or 10, he took me with him to watch him donate so I could understand the process and see that there was nothing to it!
He taught me that donating blood is such a small thing we can do to make a big impact on others. As soon as I met the age/weight requirements, I began donating and have not regretted it one bit. I hope to show my daughter the way my father did, so she can keep this “family tradition” going forward.