Obituary for Deanna Hart

Deanna Harriet Hart was born in Cincinnati, Ohio February 20, 1944, the third child of Marie Betty Davis Hart & Harry L Hart.

Deanna was married to Rogene Leigh, the father of her only son Jonathan Anthony Hart and later to Bruce Singley. She lived in Cincinnati and worked for 15 years in the dietary field at the Jewish Hospital. In her later years Deanna lived in Westerville, Ohio with her dearest sister Sharon & husband Bob Bobel. She worked tirelessly on Sharon’s endeavors whether it was sewing, crafting, cooking, or making endless cups of tea for the various afternoon teas.

Deanna’s life was not an easy one.  She was beset by illness starting at birth when she was born with a malignant birth mark on her lip which had to be treated with radium at just six weeks old.  She endured pancreatis, kidney disease, congestive heart failure and cancer three times.  She coped with it all and rarely complained.  Her bipolar disease kicked in hard during her 20’s and was a constant battle for her.  Deanna certainly didn’t let it interfere with contributing and caring for her mother and father.  The three of them made a mighty team.

Deanna was preceded in death by her infant brother, Harry Winston Hart, her mother and father, various Aunts & Uncles, her dear friend Lesley Bothast and her beloved son Jonathan.

She is survived by her sister Sharon Kaye (Bob) Bobel, brother Richard Leon (Janet) Hart; nephews Robert (Sarah) Bobel, Christopher Hart, and niece Tammy (Joe) Kirby; grandnieces Grace & Molly Bobel; her best friend since 3^rd grade Doris Isaac and the absolute joy of her life, her grandson Jonathan Anthony Hart Jr, his wife Katrina and her great grandchildren Eli and Evelyn.

Having a broken mind can be considered a stigma and can be most frustrating to those who love you. There’s pain, anger, anguish, and a plethora of other feelings to deal with. While hard on the family, one can only imagine the despair and pain it can cause to the individual living with mental illness on a daily basis.

Deanna fought tenaciously and bravely all her life.  She was an uncomplaining and gentle soul.  Her love of God gave her a quiet acceptance of all she endured.

Now fly on the wings of a dove to your Jonathan.

 

I Do Not Think My Song Will End

Jonnyn Hathcock

 

I do not think my song will end

While flowers, grass and trees,

Abound with birds and butterflies

For I am one with these

And I believe my voice will sound

Upon the whispering wind

So long as even one remains

Among those I call "friend"

I shall remain in hearts and minds

Of loved ones that I knew,

And in the rocks and hills and streams

Because I love those, too.

So long as love and hope and dreams

Abide in earth and sky,

Weep not for me, though I be gone,

I shall not really die.

 

In lieu of flowers please donate to myveryownblanket.org or any charity of your choice in Deanna's memory.