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.
‘The machines are no longer prolonging his life. If you want, you can hold him in your arms.’ I held him close to my heart, as he took his last breath.’: Mom honors son lost to rare GACI disease
“The neonatologist looked up at us. ‘I am really sorry to be the one that has to tell you this, but…’ I felt a lump in my throat and tears began to flow. I remember ripping off my mask because it was so hard to breathe. ‘Your son Devraj is incompatible with life.’ The entire room was slowly starting to blur.”
‘When I started to unravel, when I lost the will to live and couldn’t stand looking in the mirror, he stood by me and loved me through it.’: Wife shares sweet ode to loving husband
“When we said, ‘I do,’ he had no idea how much baggage I was dragging into our sacred union. To be fair, neither did I. But he stood by me, and loved me through it.”
Violence Should Never Be Considered A Symbol Of Love
“I used to be with someone who justified every action of violence as love for me. Someone who justified the crazy behaviors and outrageous outbursts in public as love for me. I was embarrassed and humiliated 98% of the time. And I must say, that type of love was dangerous. That type of love was toxic.”
‘I was moving uncontrollably, filled with fear. It happened overnight.’: Young woman vows sudden Tourette’s syndrome won’t stop her from ‘living her best life’
“As the tics increased, I worried whether I would hurt myself, hurt someone I’m with, or say something offensive. I didn’t know how other people were going to react; I didn’t want to be the center of attention. I was terrified.”
‘You can believe all violence is wrong AND believe there are instances where grace can be extended.’: Viewer weighs in on Will Smith’s altercation with Chris Rock at 2022 Oscars
“It’s easy to get caught up in the outside looking in perspective and wag your finger, but it would be a whole lie to pretend as a human we have never had a moment we weren’t proud of.”
My Confidence These Days Is As Soft As My Postpartum Body
“‘Did anything work for you today..?’ Avoiding eye contact with the dressing room attendant, I hand over a large stack of garments and give a sheepish ‘not this time.’ I wonder if she notices this was my third trip to the fitting rooms. I wonder if she notices how long I was in there. I wonder if she heard me audibly laughing trying on some of the pieces.”
‘Would you take a photo with me so I can show my friends back home how beautiful you are?’ It was love at first sight.’: Woman shares sweet international love story
“‘Uh oh! What just happened? This amazing guy has a few days left before he leaves the country again and I just kissed him. Now what?’ We believed we were put together for a reason and with a purpose.”
A Letter To Neurodivergent Girls: I’m So Sorry You Grew Up Lost And Completely Unsure Of Who You Are
“You grew up without a roadmap to understanding how your brain is wired, and then you received a diagnosis society looks at as negative.”
‘I missed my alarm and scrambled out of bed to find 3 lunches prepared for my kids.’: Stressed mom thanks husband for ‘lessening her load’
“In the heaviness and darkness of it all, tears filled my eyes. I felt a weight lifted off my shoulders.”
‘Some day, I will look back in my camera roll, and remember the fullness they have brought.’: Mom shares sweet ode to kids amid chaotic days of parenting
“I won’t remember the unease I felt about the messy house. I won’t remember the feelings of inadequacy trying to pass pajamas as clothing with dry shampoo hair. I won’t remember the judgement I felt about my toddler wearing hand-me-downs. But I’ll remember their charming, unconditional love that perfectly balanced the chaos.”