Based in New York City, Sophia San Filippo has worked with Love What Matters as a lead editor and content curator since early 2019 and has acted as Managing Editor since early 2021. She is a Summa Cum Laude graduate of Binghamton University who holds a Bachelor of Arts in English Literature, Creative Writing, and Women, Gender, & Sexuality Studies. She is passionate about personal storytelling and creating a positive space in media to better the lives of others. On a typical day you can find her rocking out at her local concert venue, admiring nature, or baking her latest kitchen experiment.
Child Mental Illness Is Not On The Rise Because Parents Today Are ‘Too Soft’
‘We have more understanding about mental illness than ever before.”
I Was Diagnosed With ADHD At 33, And It Changed My Life
“Left is me off medication. Right is me on medication.”
I Must Turn Away Potential Clients For Therapy Every Day, And It Breaks My Heart
“Because people are hurting. Because relationships are suffering. Because the world is too much right now for so many. Because the negativity everywhere is palpable. Because it’s hard to find hope right now. So, be kind to each other.”
Today I Learned The Power Of Restorative Silence
“Let me tell you, those 5 minutes restored and filled my soul. Those 5 minutes were the best thing I did for myself. Because sometimes, life can be too people-y.”
‘I pulled myself out of my office, empty and defeated, to a plate of DIY tacos and sparkling water.’: Husband’s sweet act of kindness for wife in need
“He knew I wasn’t feeling well. He knew I was exhausted. He knew I wasn’t feeling seen in many areas of my life. And so he took a few extra minutes to let me know he cares. This is what love looks like.”
I Am The Gray Area Friend
“Sometimes I forget to text my friends back. Sometimes I check in with them when it really counts. Sometimes I show up. Sometimes I decide deliberately to not reach out because it’s all I can do to keep the lid on my emotions from bubbling over.”
I’ll Always Hold Her, Even When She No Longer Fits In My Arms
“I’ll hold her little hopes and dreams. I’ll hold her in her sadness or fears. I’ll hold her up in prayer. And I’ll ALWAYS hold a place for her in the center of my heart. Because that’s what you do with your baby. You just hold ‘em every chance you get.”
When A Mama Says She’s Tired, She Means It
“Because a mama’s body? It is a sponge. Absorbing the entirety of the world around her. Those responsibilities she must hold and honor. The endless reel of worries. The flood of feelings she can’t prevent from drowning her heart. Guilt. Fear. Anguish. Heartache. Loneliness. Comparison.”
It’s Not My Turn To Spend My Days As I Please—One Day, I’ll Get My Turn
“It’s my turn to memorize the perfect squishiness of chubby baby faces. It’s my turn to heal boo-boos with a kiss. It’s my turn to cuddle and rock. It’s my turn for park days and playdates. It’s my turn to soak up the beautiful, exhausting, magic of motherhood while the turn is still mine.”
In Between The Deadlines, The Schedules, And The Laundry, Don’t Forget To Pause And Notice The Beauty Around You
“When our kid’s giggles don’t make us pause and say a quick prayer of thanks, when our spouse touches the small of our back and we can’t feel that quick burst of love, or when we can’t see the presence of the divine in the nearby wheat field, the swaying palm trees, or the mountains, it’s time to create a pause.”