Sophia San Filippo

Managing Editor & SEO Lead

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.

‘My son came to me in a dream after he died. ‘Mom, stop looking for me. You won’t find the me that was. I am alive in everyone around you. I am always with you.’: Mom of 4 loses firstborn son to suicide, gets touching winks from afterlife

“When we lowered his casket into the ground, a butterfly followed it in, and flew out as soon as the casket was laid down. It was evident to everyone who witnessed it; he lived life so big, and he would live as big on the other side. And so began his larger-than-life journey.”

Mom takes a photo of shoppers waiting in Target for the heavy rain to stop before she went out in it

‘My 5-year-old and I were ready to leave Target when it started pouring. ‘Do we wait or just get wet?’ I asked. ‘Let’s get wet,’ she said.’: Mom learns powerful life lesson from daughter at Target

“As I turned the heater on and drove home in the storm, I thought about all the people still at Target waiting on it to pass. How often do we let life’s storms keep us from getting where we are called to go? Sometimes in life, you have to get wet.”

‘I heard an odd noise coming from my son. I looked over to see orange drool trickle from his mouth, his body rhythmically bouncing.’: Mom fights for answers to son’s undiagnosed seizures, ‘We will never stop trying’

“We had no cell service. There were no other vehicles on the road. We were alone, on a deserted highway, with our child who was quite likely dying, and we had no idea what to do. Nobody wakes up one day and thinks to themselves, ‘Today is the day my world will explode. Today everything is going to change and I’ll never get over it.’ But that’s exactly what happened.”

I Am The Divorced Widow Society Overlooks

“I grieved like a widow, but I technically wasn’t one to the world. I wasn’t granted extended bereavement time off through work. There were no community meal trains set up. There was no GoFundMe pages created to help with the unexpected funeral costs. I wasn’t the one who had the final say for his obituary or funeral.”

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