Love is such a precious thing, but you don’t need an insurance policy for it, and nobody can steal it. You can carry it with you everywhere you go, but you don’t have to check it as baggage or put it in the overhead bin. It can light up a room or warm your heart, but there is no utility bill associated with it. It can motivate better than any seminar, heal more than any doctor. Yet you don’t have to buy it, borrow it, or take it from anyone. It is yours, and lives within you. What better gift to have been given than that.