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.

‘You aren’t bothered that you aren’t getting to play?’ Her response rocked my world: ‘I know what my role is and I’m okay with it.’: Mom learns powerful lesson about sports from daughter, ‘Not everyone can be the star’

“I had never had a kid be a benchwarmer before. I didn’t know how to be the parent of a kid who didn’t play. I didn’t know how to get excited for the team when my kid wasn’t on the floor. It was a new role for me, and I didn’t like it. What really bothered me most was that it seemed to NOT bother her. After 2 weeks into the season, I couldn’t bite my tongue any longer.”

‘We can’t forget each other. Us is where it started.’: Mom urges ‘give grace’ to your partner, ‘Your entire family will feel it’

“Today, in the middle of the chaos, I did something unexpected. My husband started talking to me. Instead of being distracted by the kids or my current hate fire for him, I looked at him — not past him, but at him. I maneuvered around the kids and embraced him in a hug. ‘I love you,’ I whispered in his ear. Because I do.”

‘My mind tells me I shouldn’t fear you, but my heart says you’re new, unknown, un-treatable, and I read the news…so I fear.’: Mom shares open letter to the coronavirus

“Dear Coronavirus: You came into our world unannounced, with your bouncy body and your fluffy spikes, and you took over our lives. You see, I’m a mom and I worry. My mind tells me I can go on with my life and take my kids out like there is nothing to worry about, but my heart reminds me of all the guilt I’d feel if anything were to happen to them because of a choice I’d made. I still want to believe we haven’t lost the war against you yet.”

‘Marry the man who will take the screaming baby as soon as he gets home from a long day at work and tells you to go grab a latte.’: Woman urges ‘who you marry matters’

“The roses on the counter don’t mean a dang thing when your new baby has been inconsolably crying for three hours straight. When you haven’t left the house in a week, haven’t showered, and can’t remember the last time you brushed your teeth. Marry the man who hovers over your daughter at bath time every single night and prays over her sweet life.”

‘Please don’t straighten pillows or wipe down counters. Don’t make the beds, or a fancy appetizer. Your life isn’t too much for me.’: Woman pens touching letter to mom friends, ‘I’m so thankful for a friend like you’

“Before you go to your friend’s house for a play date, text her this: ‘I fully expect baskets of laundry, toys on the floor, and children in pjs. I anticipate all the kids will fight, be loud, and ask for snacks (constantly). I can handle that. Let’s warm up nuggets, put on a Disney movie, and do those dishes together. I’m so thankful for a friend like you.'”

‘I’m going to miss this. The dishes can wait, the laundry can wait. But those sweet little feet chasing us around, they’re getting a little bigger every day.’: Mom urges ‘don’t let the goodness of today pass you by’

“The look in his eyes when he sees me. The way he snuggles into position to fall asleep. The sound of his favorite word on repeat: ‘Ma-ma.’ Being his cushion, his happy place. I wouldn’t trade this for anything. I don’t ever want to forget how it feels to be his person.”

‘I hope some day you’ll remember I said I’m sorry more times than I yelled. I hope some day I won’t yell…but today, I’m sorry.’: Mom pens touching letter to daughter

“Today, I yelled at you. You didn’t do anything wrong. You were just playing like a normal 3 year old would…but I yelled at you. I told you to stop…to be quiet…to just listen to me. You spilled your water. It was an accident…but I yelled. I told you be to careful…to pay attention…to just sit still.”

‘While gathering laundry, my eye caught sight of my son’s shirt. Honestly, I almost walked right by it. But something was different about this.’: Mom urges ‘children are doing the best they can’ 

“It’s the first time my son has taken off his church button-up and replaced it on his hanger. No, it’s not perfect. Yes, it’s still disheveled. But he was trying to do the right thing…completely unprompted. So often, we walk right by our children’s best efforts.”

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