Today the local Trafficking Coalition held a blood drive. So grateful to be a part of a truly life saving event.
I remember the first time I saw someone wearing a t-shirt that said give blood, give life. I wanted to be a part of it. Of course I was still in elementary school and was unable to do it at the time. Then life happened…
During the part of my life when I was being trafficked I gave a lot of blood. But that was just to make sure that I hadn’t contracted an STD. It was shameful. But necessary. And I am grateful that I never did contract anything.
But when I was rescued out of that life, I tried to pursue that lifelong dream to save a life by giving blood.
It crushed me to have to answer yes to the at-risk behaviours of having sex for money, and realising that my past had limited what I could give in the future.
It was yet another thing that had been stolen, along with my virginity. And I would be reminded of it every time I heard about the great gift of life others could give.
Today I followed my curiosity and asked the lady in front of the bus. If I was unable to give because I was a prostitute. She said not if you don’t have HIV.
I learned that as long as it had been over 12 months, it was no longer a disqualification. As long as my blood was clean, I could give.
I think its something about being like Jesus. And how He gave his blood for the world. I want to be like him and give my blood to save. I cried the whole time and for quite some time after.
Just grateful to have the freedom to save a life.
If you can, give blood. Do it for those that can’t.

