Happy Galentine’s Day!
I didn’t say anything profound. In fact, I said something really simple: “You are beautiful and you are loved. Just because you don’t have a dude making dinner reservations for you tonight doesn’t mean you’re less of a person. You are enough. And someday I’ll be celebrating with you & crying at your wedding.”
Let’s rewind, shall we? Last year, about two weeks before the ever-so-popular #SinglesAwarenessDay, my heart began aching for the precious women around me. Conversations were bubbling to the surface centered around dinner reservations, crushes, favorite flowers, hopes, and another round of crushed dreams. I just couldn’t take it.
In years past, Valentine’s Day was hit or miss for me. Sometimes I didn’t care, and at other times it irritated me that I wasn’t a part of the candy hearts club. I mean, who doesn’t want Prince Charming riding in and sweeping you off your feet into the sunset?
But last year was different. February 14th was hitting me in a way it never had before—I was seeing it through the eyes of so many of my beautiful friends. And I found myself staring at a beautiful, talented, sassy and classy group of women who felt like they just didn’t measure up.
And that realization broke me.
As I chatted with my friends, thoughts tumbled around in my brain like bricks in a dryer: why not create an environment to celebrate the women in my life and this stage of life we’re in?
Hello, Galentine’s Day.
I whipped up a cute little invite, texted my single ladies, and started pinning the craftiest Galentine’s ideas out there. The weeks marched on until it was finally Saturday night and I just couldn’t wait for my gals to come over.
One by one, they arrived. We hugged. We laughed. We ate chocolate until we couldn’t eat any more. We dreamed. We asked questions. And then I said that very simple statement I opened with:
“You are beautiful and you are loved. Just because you don’t have a dude making dinner reservations for you tonight doesn’t mean you’re less of a person. You are enough. And someday I’ll be celebrating with you & crying at your wedding.”
Those words had been burning in my heart the entire day leading up to my first time hosting a “Galentine’s Day” party. And as I said them, I knew it was important that I didn’t leave them unsaid. Tears welled up across the room. We cried and we laughed. We dreamed of fairy tales to come. And as we did, I prayed. I prayed and I thanked Jesus for this journey of becoming. I thanked Him that on a night where so many focus on dinner dates and roses, I was able to look into the eyes of eight precious women and remind them “you are enough.”
God’s nudging isn’t random. It’s a constant reminder to be the people He says we are—to be who He created us to be. My heart broke at the thought that women feel less valued, less cherished and less loved on a single day of the year simply because they don’t have a date, and out of that brokenness a fun, new tradition was born. Ladies (and guys too!), February 14th doesn’t diminish who you are as a person. You don’t need dinner reservations to be deemed worthy or valuable. You already are. You are beautiful. You are cherished. You are loved. You are worthy. God sent His only Son to die for you because He loves you that much. And He didn’t require a dozen roses as a prerequisite for His love. He loves you for you. And that is enough.
To all my gals, Happy Galentine’s Day! I hope you gather those you love and celebrate who you are together. Whether you’re on a date, hanging out with your besties, or savoring a pint of Rocky Road with your favorite chick flick, don’t forget who you are and Whose you are—you are a daughter of the King. And you are oh-so worthy.
Author: Emily B. Cummins
Emily Cummins is a University of Florida & College of Central Florida grad who is passionate about partnering with people to become who they were made to be. Emily is the Online Campus Pastor at Church of Hope in Ocala, Florida. She’s passionate about storytelling, good cups of coffee, and jamming to country music. And most importantly, she’s passionately pursuing becoming the woman God made her to be.