Jack Schlossberg Honors Sister Tatiana's Brave Cancer Battle

Jack Schlossberg has publicly expressed his solidarity with his sister, Tatiana Schlossberg, following her announcement of a terminal cancer diagnosis.

Tatiana, aged 35, disclosed her acute myeloid leukemia diagnosis, received shortly after the birth of her second child in May 2024, in an article for The New Yorker, released on Saturday, November 22, and titled “A Battle with My Blood.” Within her powerful essay, Tatiana shared that medical prognoses indicate she has approximately one year remaining.

“I couldn’t — and didn’t want to — accept that this news pertained to me. Just the day prior, I had completed a mile swim while nine months pregnant. I wasn't ill; I didn't experience any symptoms. In fact, I considered myself among the healthiest individuals I knew,” she penned. “I had a deeply cherished son and a newborn daughter requiring my care.”

Within hours of the essay's publication, Jack — who is presently campaigning for a congressional seat in New York's 12th district, aiming to succeed Rep. Jerrold Nadler — posted a screenshot of the article and its direct link on his Instagram Stories. A subsequent post on his Stories featured a distinct screenshot of the essay's initial paragraph.

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“From my confined vantage point, facing mortality brings forth a cascade of recollections,” the excerpt states. “Memories surface in rapid succession — faces, locales, and fragmented dialogues — refusing to subside. I recall creating a mud pie with my childhood friend in her garden, adorning it with candles and a miniature American flag, then observing in terror as the flag ignited. I visualize my university boyfriend, clad in boat shoes days after an unprecedented snowfall, losing his footing and plunging into a slushy puddle. Desiring to end our relationship, I found myself laughing uncontrollably.”

Seemingly reflecting on his sister’s poignant essay, Jack additionally posted the sentiment, “Life is short — let it rip.” This phrase initially appeared superimposed on a close-up image of a road, also shared on his Instagram Stories. A subsequent post displayed the identical message over an image of the sky.

Tatiana — who has a 3-year-old son and a 1-year-old daughter with her spouse, George Mora — extended her gratitude to Jack and their elder sister, Rose Schlossberg, within her written piece.

“George provided every imaginable support,” she expressed in her deeply moving essay. “He managed all communications with doctors and insurance representatives that I couldn’t face; he slept on the hospital floor; he remained calm even when steroid-induced anger led me to declare my dislike for Schweppes ginger ale, preferring only Canada Dry. He would return home to settle our children for the night, then come back to deliver my evening meal.”

She further elaborated, “For the past eighteen months, my parents, along with my brother and sister, have been instrumental in raising my children and have been constant presences in my hospital rooms. They have steadfastly held my hand through my suffering, deliberately concealing their own grief and sorrow to shield me. This unwavering support has been an immense blessing, despite my daily awareness of their anguish.”

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Tatiana additionally conveyed how her diagnosis instantly prompted reflections on her young offspring, contemplating their future lives and the memories they might retain in her absence.

“My immediate concern was that my children, whose images are ever-present in my mind, would not retain memories of me,” she recounted upon receiving her terminal prognosis. “My son might recall a few moments, but those memories will likely merge with photographs or narratives. I never truly had the opportunity to nurture my daughter — I was unable to change her diaper, bathe her, or feed her, primarily due to the infection risk post-transplants. I was absent for nearly half of her inaugural year. I question who she truly perceives me to be, and whether, after I’m gone, she will sense or remember that I am her mother.”