I hate this question, or to be more accurate I hate my honest answer. I usually lie if it comes up in conversation. I have kids and my greatest fear should be for their lives. But it isn't. It's for my own life. I feel guilty that I feel this way. It is not a decision I made consciously. If I think of loved ones dying, it would cause me a lot of anguish; I don't grieve well. But thinking of my own death? Raw terror. It's a primal fear. It's why I am never suicidal even when I am way down in the abyss where the light doesn't reach.