Mahsa Farsad

One of the most beautiful memories I carry of Mahsa is how our journeys into motherhood became so closely intertwined. We were colleagues, but when we both got pregnant around the same time, our bond grew much deeper. I gave birth in April, and she welcomed her little one in July 2024. We often shared parenting tips, laughed at the sleepless nights, and celebrated the small victories of new motherhood together. I remember how comforting it felt to have her by my side during that phase. Those conversations, full of honesty, support, and warmth, are treasures I will hold onto forever. She will be deeply missed, but the love and light she brought into my life will never fade.

Hello to all the beloved friends of dear Mahsa, Finding the words in mourning for our dear Mahsa has been immensely difficult for me. Believing that she departed from among us so soon is incredibly hard, and I still cannot accept this painful reality. I consider myself so fortunate to have married my dear Maryam, as it gave me the chance to experience the sweet joy of having a younger sister alongside her. From the very first days of my relationship with Maryam, Mahsa, with her pure affection, her heart of gold, and her boundless positive energy, carved a special place in my heart and life. The beautiful and unique bond between Maryam and Mahsa always deeply impressed me. I fondly remember that she accompanied us on almost all our trips in the early years of our marriage, and her presence doubled the sweetness of those early memories of our life together. All of you knew our dear Mahsa well—her capabilities, her wonderful spirit, and her endless kindness. You have already remembered her so beautifully in your own heartfelt words, so I will not repeat them. I simply wish that our dear Mahsa, wherever she is now, has a smile on her lips and a heart full of joy and peace. And I pray that God gives us all the strength to endure her absence in this fleeting world.

My heartfelt condolences to Mahsa’s family, her husband and his lovely son. I never forget her beautiful smile and her calm personality during our hikes. We will miss her. RIP.

مهسا جان، جات بین ما خیلی خالیه

“This was our next trip, to Baku, during the Persian New Year. In those days, Mahsa, filled with love and energy, surrounded us with joy. She was always a source of positivity and warmth for everyone around her.”

“I took this photo; it was our first siblings’ trip after Mahsa and Jeff’s wedding when they came to Dubai. We were all so happy and full of joy.”

Dear (Behnaz & Farsad family), I was so devastated to hear the sad news ! You are on my mind during these difficult times. May you have ultimate strength and patience to carry love and loss together and in due time find healing. With much love and deepest sympathy Negar Sazgar

I’ve been thinking about Mahsa a lot these days. About the holidays she is missing, and how she cannot watch her son grow. She will never get to see how, with time, things become gentler—how childhood slowly opens into something easier, lighter, and full of joy. She is missing so much, and I know her family is missing her just as deeply. My heart aches for little Deion, growing up without his mother’s presence by his side.

من به سوی باغ و گلشن می روم تو نمی‌آیی میا من می روم روز تاریک است بی‌رویش مرا من برای شمع روشن می روم جان مرا هشته‌ست و پیشین می رود جان همی‌گوید که بی‌تن می روم بوی سیب آمد مرا از باغ جان مست گشتم سیب خوردن می روم من به هر بادی نگردم زانک من در رهش چون کوه آهن می روم Toward the gardens, Toward the orchards, I am going. If you want to stay here, Stay here - I am going! My day is dark without His Face, Toward that bright flame I am going. My soul is racing ahead of me. It says, The body is too slow for me - I am going. The smell of apples arises from the orchard of my soul. One whiff and I am gone - Toward a feast of apples I am going. A sudden wind won't blow me over. Toward Him, like a mountain of iron, I am going. (friend of a friend who thought very highly of you) "Death is nothing at all. I have only slipped away into the next room..."

I am deeply saddened to hear of Mahsa’s passing. During our time working together at Veeco, I came to know her as an energetic, passionate, and exceptionally bright individual. Her presence left a lasting impression on those around her. My heartfelt condolences go out to Jeffry and the Farsad family during this difficult time.

I am so deeply sorry for your loss. I did not know Mahsa personally, even though we went to the same school around the same years. A few months ago, she reached out in a new mom group on Telegram that I am part of. She wrote that she wanted to spend time with other moms so she wouldn’t feel alone. She lived in Sunnyvale, and I am in Oakland, which is not too close, but several moms closer to her location replied and said they would love to meet up. I am friends with some of those moms, and they shared with me that despite wanting to connect, they never actually managed to meet in person. When we learned about her passing, we all felt devastated and asked ourselves what more could have been done. You just never know. Many of us in the group have experienced postpartum depression in different ways, but to think of the level of pain Mahsa must have been going through during what is supposed to be such a joyful time with a newborn is heartbreaking. We are strangers, yet many of us cried for her, grieving the suffering she carried. I cannot imagine the depth of grief her family must feel when even those of us who only knew her from afar are mourning so heavily. Please accept my heartfelt condolences. We are heartbroken for little Deion—losing his mother at such a young age is unimaginable. Mahsa’s story has touched us deeply. I hope you can find some comfort in knowing that her courage in reaching out left an imprint on many of us, and that she will not be forgotten.

I am deeply heartbroken by the loss of Mahsa. She was such a kind, supportive, and exceptional friend to me, and I miss her greatly. Her warmth and generosity will always stay with me, and I will carry her memory with love. Please accept my deepest condolences. I wish her dear son, and all of your family health, peace, and moments of comfort ahead. May you find strength in her lasting kindness and in the love she shared with everyone around her.

As a work colleague of Jeff's I only had the great pleasure of meeting Mahsa once at a holiday dinner party near San Francisco. Though my time spent with her was short, I knew then just how brightly her light shone. I recall her vibrant spirit, great sense of humor, and a sharp intelligence I did not dare test. I could see the deep love Mahsa and Jeff shared and how happy they made each other. I wish Jeff, their son, and both families strength and peace in this impossible time.