The holiday of love, Valentine's Day, brings a range of emotions to many as it is marketed as a time where couples bask in their love for one another through romantic gestures and elaborate gifts. God is good all the time, and as I am fully embracing my season of singleness as a gift instead of some forsaken curse, my perception of love has shifted. More often than not, I am exposed to how much I need the love that, in the past, I'd so desperately been trying to give to everyone else. I often find myself wondering what the exact meaning of love is, reflecting on the times that the words "I love you" were like a magical spell that enabled me to accept less than what I deserved and to also act in unloving ways towards others.