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.
You Deserve Someone Obsessed With Your Messy Hair And That T-Shirt You’re Still In From Yesterday
“Someone who is obsessed with getting to know you. Not just how you like your steak, but the deep down nitty gritty. What makes you tick, how you think and see the world, and how to love you better. Don’t settle until you find them.”
My 16-Year-Old Rescued 3 Children From An Attempted Kidnapping, And I Couldn’t Be More Proud
“With no regard for his own safety, he approached the blood-soaked scene and sprang into action.”
‘My daughter was born different, but her. life. is. not. sad.’: Special needs mom urges ‘normalize disabilities’
“Don’t just be kind, be inclusive. Be friends.”
‘My daughter called me from a party. ‘Mom, I’m violently throwing up. I swear I’m not drinking.’ She went from asymptomatic to waking up at 3:00 p.m. every day.’: Mom details daughter’s journey with COVID-19
“Days later, she called me hysterical because her throat hurt so bad. The doctor said, ’24 hours without medicine and this could have been tragic.’ We are in a new normal that is not so normal. Parenting is not for the faint of heart.”
‘Today, I should be holding my newborn. Instead, I’m scattering his ashes.’: Grieving mom pens PSA on late-term abortion
“Rather than bring an innocent child into this world only to suffer and die, we made the heart-wrenching decision no parent should ever have to make. I am not an irresponsible monster. I am a grieving mother who spared her baby unspeakable suffering.”
‘Our foster son had been left all alone, hungry and parentless, to fend for himself. I don’t know what it’s like to go hungry, but I can give him a seat at our table.’: Foster mom talks food insecurity
“With GeQwan’s love for cooking, we’ve spent numerous hours in the kitchen trying to connect. Sometimes, in between chopping and sautéing, he would let a little scrap of his life fall on the counter between us. I don’t know what it’s like to go hungry, but I can give him a seat at our table, and let him know he is enough.”
Your Worth Is Not Determined By Your Appearance: A Guide To Self-Love During The Pandemic
“I’ve gained 30 pounds during quarantine. I can’t button my pants anymore. It’s hard to look in the mirror. And I’ve been stuck at my home with nothing but my thoughts and my new adult body.”
I Don’t Go To Church, But I Live A Life Of Love
“Growing up, I didn’t get much from Church and Sunday school, other than boredom. After 40 years, something dormant inside me woke up.”
‘The pregnancy test read, ‘Yaaaaaaas!’ before I had time to pull up my pants. There I was, knocked up with my post-vasectomy baby.’: Mom hilariously recounts vasectomy fail
“At 40 years old, post-vasectomy, we thought my husband was shootin’ blanks. All I could do was laugh out of shock. Very quickly followed by a much larger part of me saying, ‘Oh…sh*t…’ As I stood up and washed my hands, I was overcome with a feeling of dread.”
‘Writing letters to prospective birth mothers, I began to feel nauseous. ‘Katie, you’re PREGNANT!’ I felt the blood drain from my face.’: Couple adopt homeless boy from foster care, ‘He stole our hearts, then he took our last name’
“‘Would you be willing to take in a little boy who was just born? He needs a family.’ I called the social worker back. ‘YES!’ Two days later, I met the second love of my life. A tiny, beautiful boy with the most gorgeous blue eyes I’d ever seen. The moment I laid eyes on him, my heart knew. He was my son, my missing puzzle piece.”