Is there anything you would willingly give your life for?

my kids then my wife.

no question

My family.

Yes, but it cannot be mentioned in mixed company.

My family also. (and probably by reflex now, good old Milo.)

I thought Milo came first.

No, Jack. My family does.

If I had a cat, it would BE “family.”

My boys, one sister.

my daughter

my daughter and my sister.

72 virgins Insha’Allah.

Depends on what you mean by giving your life.

Dying for someone is easy.
Living for someone is an entirely different matter.

The former? My family and some friends.
The latter? Ooph…some family.

My children’s lives, in a heartbeat.

Honestly, I can’t think of anything. (I’m either in one of my nihilist moods or really really enjoying life right now.)

My family, some friends, and humanity.

My baby, but i would have to wait to give birth to my second so she/he wouldn’t die with me, then i would give ANYTHING for both of them to have a happy and healthy life…

To save another’s life.

shrubbery: you would give anything (anything meaning your life, too) to save another’s life as in ANY other’s life? that’s very generous (and commendable, if that’s what you meant).

I have thought about this quite a bit (albeit a bit morbid, but I just seem to think about it often) and I have decided that if faced with a situation I believe I would be prepared to lay down my life for any other’s. Whether I truly could follow through with this (no one could ever predict what they would do, but I hope my brain would be strong enough to override my instincts) if the time were to come around, let’s hope I never have to find out.

Any cause sufficiently worthwhile.

So: my family, saving someone’s life, getting a big truth to the public, I mean, think of a really good conspiracy movie where they get the truth out and it can’t be covered up again… I’d love to be the dramatic heroine for that.

But seriously to save another life.

shrubbery: wow. so if we were on a plane and there was only one parachute, and it was me and you, you’d let me have it? and i don’t know you? very generous. i think if it were the reverse, i’d tell you “sorry….”

I’d like to think so, yes. If there was one parachute, and two lives, someone is definitely going to be left behind, and I just don’t think I could live with myself if that someone wasn’t me, which would defeat the whole notion of the other person staying behind to save me.

Anything, everything. My life doesn’t matter.