Sometimes I want to go so that others can lead happier lives than I can. There are those who need a mother or father to help guide them through life. There are parents who fear the worst pain possible, losing their only reason for living.

Organ donation is a topic we all take far too lightly. Why should we be buried into the earth with the missing pieces still in us that would otherwise allow life for numerous others and a return of faith for everyone they know?

Then I think about what North Carolina mascot Jason Ray provided. A terrible car wreck left the Tarheel essentially brain dead but the heart on his driver's license meant he would live on in others.

That take's Jason's story to Antwan Hunter, Dennis Korzelius, Ronald Griffin and countless others -- people who received various organs from Jason. They went from having a destination down their own personal Green Mile to being granted a second chance.

"I don't call him a donor. I've never called him a donor. I call him my brother," Korzelius said to ESPN :60.

I've long desired to be an organ donor after my days are done. That's part of the reason why I don't smoke, drink or do drugs. Every time I buy cranberry juice I think about how good it is for my kidneys and how I might be providing nutrition for someone other than myself one day. Sounds kind of dumb or weird I know. But, if one person lives a fuller or happier life because of something I did then it was all worth it.

I encourage you to consider being an organ donor. Allow the unfortunate to find fortune.