On a cold January morning in New York, three generations of Kennedys walked into St. Ignatius of Loyola knowing life would never feel whole again. Caroline Kennedy, holding baby Josephine, followed her son Jack and son‑in‑law Dr. George Moran, who gently guided little Edwin. The church that once held Jackie Kennedy’s memorial now carried another unbearable chapter of family history, as relatives, friends, and President Joe Biden gathered in quiet solidarity.

Yet beneath the crushing sorrow was a fierce insistence that Tatiana Schlossberg would not be defined by tragedy alone. Her family spoke of a brilliant environmental journalist who wrote with urgency about a planet her children would inherit, even as her own time was running out. In her final months, Tatiana poured herself into letters, memories, and small daily rituals of love. Those closest to her left the church carrying a shared vow: that her children would grow up knowing not just what she suffered, but how deeply, stubbornly, and joyfully she lived.