“is there anything you would die for?”

mm nothing like a little dose of mortality in the morning. 
but seriously, I can’t stop asking myself & I can’t seem to find an answer. 

update. here’s what I turned in:
I haven’t stopped thinking about this question since it was posed on Wednesday and I still haven’t fully settled on an answer. My initial, in class, response was this:
People. There are people I would die for, but there are so many circumstances that affect the answer to this question that it is hard to have a solid, black or white, life or death, response.
I’d risk my life for the sake of human potential. I would die to help fight circumstances that challenge or threaten the potential found in people being fully realized.

But the question floated around in my head for the remainder of the week and through the weekend, connecting itself to things I was seeing in other classes or coming up in casual conversations with friends. While my initial and instinctual response is still people, I have found myself feeling equally as assured about my willingness to die for other things. I would die for the sake of my rights, for my freedoms as an individual and the same goes for the rights and freedoms of those same people that I would risk my life for. I would risk my life for a woman’s right to choose or same sex marriage, and if there was one tree left on the planet I would die to keep it from being cut down. While I’m still working out all the specifics, I have boiled it down to the fact that there are certain circumstances that I couldn’t live with, so at the risk of sounding like a self-righteous martyr, I believe I would die to change those circumstances.

On the other hand, I can’t help but think that all of this “die for something” business is much easier said than done.