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.
Heartwarming Moment Boy With Autism Nonverbally Wishes Mom ‘Happy Birthday’
“I looked back to see the biggest smile on my sunshine boys face as he pointed to his ear and then to his iPad, nonverbally telling me to listen. I sobbed right there.”
‘To the woman in Target, softly touching baby clothes with your fingertips, and walking away without buying anything… I see you.’: Woman battling infertility urges ‘my heart is with you’
“To the woman at the baby shower who slips into the bathroom to hold back tears and walks back out with a smile on her face. To the woman who prays every morning, every night, and a little harder every Sunday at church for a baby that hasn’t come.”
‘To the world, my role is unimportant; a dime a dozen. But to my family, I am everything.’: Stay-at-home mom urges ‘my role IS essential’
“The walls of my home don’t boast a college diploma. My resume is short…VERY short. The infinite loads of dishes I wash have never garnered a medal, the hours I spend vacuuming never secure me a promotion. Forbes won’t be coming out with an article about us anytime soon.”
‘I dipped a breadstick in peanut butter and let Jake give it a lick. Minutes later, his tongue was hanging. His whole face and lips were so swollen, I could barely recognize him.’: Mom raises food allergy awareness after nearly losing son
“Terrified, I just kept asking, ‘Is he getting worse?’ I got the one word I feared the most: ‘Yes.’ All the numbers on his monitors were going crazy. I kept looking at them, then back at my little boy, who was barely recognizable. He was projectile vomiting everywhere; his little body was struggling.”
Sisters Are Nothing Short Of Angels On Earth
“I can only hope I know her in the next life, and the next, and the next. Because I will love her for eternity, and even that won’t be long enough.”
‘We’re looking for a hand-up, not a handout.’: DC homeless man on a mission to end homelessness for good
“Get to know people before you judge them. Everyone has a story.”
‘I pulled my son from tee-ball. ‘Don’t you think that’s a bit cruel? Let your boy be a man.’: Mom urges ‘let your kids be who they are in their heart and soul’
“I will never force my son to ‘be a man,’ I will teach my son to be a kind human being who embraces his own interests and identity.”
‘As I rinsed my car, a man from behind placed a knife at my throat. Hand over my mouth, he dragged me to the floor of his car, forcing handcuffs around my wrists.’: Kidnapping, sexual assault survivor urges ‘there is abundant life after trauma’
“19 years old, I’d found a part-time job waiting tables at a local Olive Garden for the summer. One blistering hot day in July, I dropped a coworker off at work, looking forward to her shift ending so we could go out dancing. I had no idea my life was about to be turned upside down.”
‘My husband grabbed my hand. ‘Just breathe, babe.’ It started like always. The heavy breathing. The sweaty hands. The turning stomach.’: Woman says ‘he doesn’t buy me flowers, but he sits with me in my lowest moments’
“I was always told to wait for the man who would bring me flowers, hold the door open, and buy me jewelry just because. But the man I’m so grateful I waited for, is the man who does things in silence.”
‘Last night my 10-year-old son came into my room sobbing because he received a bad grade on an exam he studied very hard for.’: Mom urges ‘grades cannot determine our children’s worth’
“As tears filled the corners of his eyes, his exact words to me were, ‘I feel like a failure. I’m never going to make it into college. I hate myself.’ THIS is what letters and numbers do to our children.”