Word for the Moment in Somewhat Rambling Form

Let me not to the marriage of true minds
Admit impediments. Love is not love
Which alters when it alteration finds,
Or bends with the remover to remove:
O no! it is an ever-fixed mark
That looks on tempests and is never shaken;
It is the star to every wandering bark,
Whose worth's unknown, although his height be taken.
Love's not Time's fool, though rosy lips and cheeks
Within his bending sickle's compass come:
Love alters not with his brief hours and weeks,
But bears it out even to the edge of doom.
   If this be error and upon me proved,
   I never writ, nor no man ever loved.

--William Shakespeare, Sonnet 116

This is is the definition of love...REAL love that has nothing to do with a hot body, great clothes, or even physical attraction for attraction's sake.  It's a deep connection--whether understandable or inexplicable, blissful or excruciatingly painful--that binds you to someone permanently.  It can even be a one-sided bond that the other person doesn't even realize exists...but you realize it.  You realize it to your innermost core, and no power in any conceivable dimension can disassemble it.

Romantic, familial, or platonic, love doesn't have to be returned in order to be worthwhile; or it may be a love that's considered unwise, even taboo.  Am reminded of another quote, this time from the film Rob Roy: "Love is never a sin, only the lack of it."  So when in doubt, love.  Love with everything that's in you at every opportunity.  Love even if it ISN'T in you.  Only good can come of it, even if you never see a return on your valuable investment.  Someone somewhere sees it and can only be helped and encouraged by its always-positive influence. 

And in the long, ultimate run, you'll benefit too.