It is my personal philosophy - well, one of them anyway - that every person should own something (and I mean something physical, like an object of some kind, an heirloom, a collection, or a sentimental knick-knack. Not a person, a pet or an abstraction like a business) that they treasure and value so much that they would rather die with it than live without it.
Buddhists teach that attachment to things blocks the path to enlightenment and is the cause of suffering. Well, those misty-eyed fucks believe a lot of things that may or may not amount to a damned thing. Karma, Nirvana, reincarnation? No less stupid than anything I can hope to come up with. Besides, suffering is a part of life; you need to take the bad with the good. If you remove yourself from everything that could possibly lead to suffering (in a Buddhist sense), well then, quite frankly, your life fucking sucks.