On Sunday night I was ill…horribly ill…and I’m still very shaky and shivery; drinking hot lemon with honey, chicken soup and cancelling yesterday’s planned Chinese New Year banquet in favour of feeding Small Boy fish finger butties eaten whilst curled up on the sofa under an electric blanket.
As a consequence I had to postpone today’s blood giving appointment.
Whilst I was booking a new date last night I was struck by the words we in this country use for the donation of blood.
We don’t sell it or swap it or barter it.
We give it.
The UK blood donation site itself is simply called “Give Blood”
In this essential, life saving act people all over the country are sharing with their communities and neighbours with no expectation of reward.
We are sharing our lives in the most basic way possible.
And that is hugely powerful.