Birth date: Jan 16, 1948 Death date: Mar 4, 2026
“Those we love never truly leave us. There are things that death cannot touch.” In Loving Memory of Hannah Patel (Desai) January 16, 1948 – March 4, 2026 Hannah Patel was born on January 16, 1948, in Ahmedabad, India, and passe Read Obituary
Hannah Ben was truly a very lively and loving soul. Her cheerful nature and positive energy touched everyone around her. She will always remain in our hearts and memories. My heartfelt condolences to her family. May her soul rest in eternal peace. Love you
Om Shanti 🙏🌹
No one can change God’s will, yet the Almighty blesses us with precious memories that remain with us for a lifetime. May God grant eternal peace to the departed soul and give strength and courage to the family to bear this irreparable loss. The passing of such a loving and selfless soul is beyond words. Her simple life, values, and compassion will continue to live on through all of us. Flowers may wither with time, but Hanna Mami’s teachings and blessings will always remain a protective shadow around our lives.
I will always remember Hanna Mami for the countless sacrifices she made for me—especially her unwavering support for my education, right from my childhood. When I was a 7-month-old baby, my parents got divorced and I was with my mother since then. From that moment, both Hanna Mami and Harish Mama, living in the USA, helped me and my mother to cope with life during its most difficult times. I was treated just like their own son. From playgroup till my 12th standard, she took care of my school and tuition fees and ensured that my future was secure.
Even though she came from a different religious background, she seamlessly became part of our family with one simple belief—that God is one, and we are all His children. During one of the most challenging phases of our lives, when support was least expected, she stood firmly beside us since 1991.
I used to speak to her two or three times a month, just casual conversations filled with warmth. Today, the pain of her absence feels overwhelming. She always chose me whenever she needed anything from India, and I would happily say it was my pleasure. She especially enjoyed my cooking—snacks like poha chevda and chakri. Who will now ask me for Karela ghanvati? Who will ask me to send snacks in parcels? Her care and concern for me were constant, and she deeply valued my well-being.
She was so happy to hear that a little baby would be coming into my home this June. Though she will not be here to see my child, I am certain her blessings will always be with my family.
She would often tell me, “Don’t worry, Harshil. Neal is a good son. He is doing well and will always stand by you.” Her words were always reassuring—whenever I needed anything, she would say, “Just message Neal.” She always said, “Neal truly is a gifted son in our family.” Despite his professional commitments, his care has never been lacking. I have seen many wealthy people in life, but very few with such an open heart and willingness to give selflessly. That was the beauty of Hanna Mami’s spirit.
“Hars hiiilllll…”—the way she would call out my name loudly whenever I called her—is something I will miss forever.
My only prayer to God is that the departed soul may be freed from the cycle of birth and attain eternal life. Our deepest condolences to the bereaved family.
Om Shanti.
Harshil
Dear Hanna Mami ,
Pranam to you from my heart .
No one can change God’s will, yet the Almighty blesses us with precious memories that remain with us for a lifetime. May God grant eternal peace to the departed soul and give strength and courage to the family to bear this irreparable loss. The passing of such a loving and selfless soul is beyond words. Her simple life, values, and compassion will continue to live on through all of us. Flowers may wither with time, but Hanna Mami’s teachings and blessings will always remain a protective shadow around our lives.
I will always remember Hanna Mami for the countless sacrifices she made for me—especially her unwavering support for my education, right from my childhood. When I was a 7-month-old baby, my parents got divorced and I was with my mother since then. From that moment, both Hanna Mami and Harish Mama, living in the USA, helped me and my mother to cope with life during its most difficult times. I was treated just like their own son. From playgroup till my 12th standard, she took care of my school and tuition fees and ensured that my future was secure.
Even though she came from a different religious background, she seamlessly became part of our family with one simple belief—that God is one, and we are all His children. During one of the most challenging phases of our lives, when support was least expected, she stood firmly beside us since 1991.
I used to speak to her two or three times a month, just casual conversations filled with warmth. Today, the pain of her absence feels overwhelming. She always chose me whenever she needed anything from India, and I would happily say it was my pleasure. She especially enjoyed my cooking—snacks like poha chevda and chakri. Who will now ask me for Karela ghanvati? Who will ask me to send snacks in parcels? Her care and concern for me were constant, and she deeply valued my well-being.
She was so happy to hear that a little baby would be coming into my home this June. Though she will not be here to see my child, I am certain her blessings will always be with my family.
She would often tell me, “Don’t worry, Harshil. Neal is a good son. He is doing well and will always stand by you.” Her words were always reassuring—whenever I needed anything, she would say, “Just message Neal.” She always said, “Neal truly is a gifted son in our family.” Despite his professional commitments, his care has never been lacking. I have seen many wealthy people in life, but very few with such an open heart and willingness to give selflessly. That was the beauty of Hanna Mami’s spirit.
“Hars hiiilllll…”—the way she would call out my name loudly whenever I called her—is something I will miss forever.
My only prayer to God is that the departed soul may be freed from the cycle of birth and attain eternal life. Our deepest condolences to the bereaved family.
Om Shanti.
Harshil
Hina Patel
Hello Hannahdadi,
We Ilesh (grandson) and I are proud to be a small part of your journey here on earth. Your Love was phenomenal towards us and we count your blessings to us everyday.No matter where you are, we know you will keep blessing us always. With Love in our hearts we depart, knowing we will meet again someday.. Love you. Bhranti Kurani
I was heartbroken to hear about your passing. It is very difficult to put into words how much you meant to me. During some of the toughest moments of my life, you and Mama stood by me & my with so much love, kindness, and support. I will always be deeply grateful for everything you did for me.
Your warmth, generosity, and caring nature touched my life in a way I will never forget. You were not just my Mami, but someone who always made me feel supported, understood, and loved.
Your memory will always live in my heart, and I will forever cherish the moments and the strength you gave me when I needed it the most.
May your soul rest in peace. You will be deeply missed and lovingly remembered always.
Love you always
Hina Patel
It’s very hard to just share a memory of the times we have created with Hannahben.
She was the light of the room and the life of the place she entered. I personally feel she as a woman has given me inspiration and guidance.
I will really miss her presence, but she will always have a place in my heart and mind.
We came to know the divine soul of Hannahben soon after Shree Harishbhai and she moved into our Live Oak Preserve community in Tampa. Our chemistry matched so well, from that very first week, she touched our hearts with her warmth, kindness, and genuine affection. Over the years, a beautiful bond of love, respect, and friendship grew stronger between us.
Because of her deep love for music, singing, and dance, along with her extraordinarily friendly, loving, and welcoming nature, Hannahben truly became the shining star of every social gathering. Her cheerful presence, sparkling eyes, and ever-radiant smile brought joy and warmth to everyone fortunate enough to know her. She had a rare gift of making both long-time friends and new acquaintances feel equally special and valued.
Hannahben also exemplified the roles of a devoted spouse, loving mother, and caring grandmother. She fulfilled each responsibility with grace and dedication, especially in the loving care she provided to Harishbhai after his stroke, even while quietly facing her own declining health. Her strength, compassion, and selfless love will always remain an inspiration.
Though her physical presence is no longer with us, the sweet memories of her affectionate nature, gentle smile, and joyful spirit will forever remain in the hearts of all who knew and loved her.
May the Almighty grant her noble soul eternal peace, and bless Harishbhai and the entire family with strength, courage, and comfort to bear this profound loss.
With heartfelt prayers and remembrance,
Bhikhubhai & Madhuben
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Om Shanti 🙏🙏
The loss of your loved one, always leaves a terrible hole in heart.” May God grant your family the strength needed to get through this difficult and dark moment in life.
"May God bless peace to the departed soul."
Our thoughts and prayers are with you and your family .
Vikram & Smita Shah🙏🙏
I first met Hannahben when Neal and Aarti were getting married. I will remember her wonderful smile and joyful spirit. She accepted Aarti with open arms into her family. Our deepest sympathies for your loss.
Vidyottama
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