Monday, February 26, 2018

Tribute to Doctor Ashwin Pai Dhungat

Dr. Ashwin Pai Dhungat passed away peacefully in his sleep at home on June 14, 2017.

He was a family physician who graduated from NEOUCOM in 1997 and trained at Barberton Citizens Hospital.
He practiced medicine in Northeast Ohio for the last 17 years. He was born in New York City but was a world citizen, growing up in the United States and India.
He is survived by his mother, Asha; and his brother and sister-in-law, Asheesh and Vidya. He will be dearly missed by his niece, Tanya; and nephew Avnish, who he loved with all his heart.
He was preceded in death by his father, Avadhut.
He leaves behind an extended family in India as well as friends from all walks of life.
Funeral services were completed on June 16, 2017, at 11 a.m. at the Higgins-Reardon Funeral Home, Boardman-Canfield Chapel, where close family and friends along with his office staff attended the ceremony.
“We extend our heartfelt sympathy to all those people whose life he touched and know he will be dearly missed by one and all.”

 

Rip Dr Pai

“My husband and i became patients of Dr. Pai. My grandparents were his patients. He loved my GRAM. He used to look forward to seeing her car pull in the parking lot with her little green alien on the antenna. When my grandparents passed away, he came to their funerals. He was the best doctor my husband and i ever went to. He was funny. He will be truly missed by us. Nicole and Brian Agnes ”
 » Nicole and Brian Agnes on June 23, 2017

He was ONE of a kind !!

“Dear Mrs. Asha Pai Dhungat, Asheesh, Vidya & Tanya, Avnish....
And also to his office staff.. Nicole L. Dr Pai, was absolutely 'one of a kind' !!!

I first met him when he was with the Twinsburg Cleveland Clinic Urgent care. My Mom, Margaret started seeing him in 2008. He took CARE of our entire family. When my dad was in Anna Marie of Aurora, a nurse was at the desk, and said to Dr Pai, I'll look up Margaret's number for you to phone her. He said, no need... he KNEW her number because he'd called her so frequently to inform her of dad.
In fact when Dad passed on in Nov of 2009 AND when we unexpectedly lost Mom in Feb of 2010, Dr Pai came to both of their wakes. A DOCTOR to come to pay his respects to the family in the passing of a patient... UNHEARD of these days. That was just the ONE OF A KIND man he was. As my daughter shared, he looked for Mom's green alien on her car. Please know you will all be in our prayers. Debra, Michael, Kevin & Mary Estep ”


 » Debra Estep & Family on June 23, 2017

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 Doctor Ashwin Pai Dhungat was born in the state of New York, March 13, 1973.

As I said in the online tribute I left for him, I first met him while he was
working with the Cleveland Clinic at the Twinsburg Urgent Care Center.
(The center has since closed down due to the new Cleveland Clinic offices

and Emergency center that was built in Twinsburg).
Our youngest child, Kevin was his usual patient at the urgent care, but my

husband, Michael and myself were also seen there by him. 


He was the perfect blend of a physician, caring and compassionate and
also quite direct when he wanted to make a medical point. 
Dr Pai also had a WICKED FUNNY sense of humor. 
I often thought to myself, if he was not my doctor, we would have been
great friends.  



I recall one visit when I questioned him about something medical,
his response... "I was the valedictorian of my medical class" !!!
It was not in any sort of braggart way, but factual... AND FUNNY.   :)

My son-in-law Brian was to see Dr Pai something in the Spring
of 2017.   Brian is a chef.   Chefs are known to have many burns on their
arms due to the nature of the business.   My daughter recounted to me later
that upon walking in to the office room to see Brian, and having exchanged

a handshake, Dr Pai exclaiming................
"WHAT THE F--K DID YOU DO TO YOURSELF" ??????
Bri was not even there to see him about any burns.  
That will ALWAYS, ALWAYS remain an endearing memory for ALL of us. 

Another visit I had with Dr Pai, I was telling him that my daughter Nicole
and I had been to see a psychic medium.....
INSTANTLY he said.... "Ohhhh Deb, don't tell me you believe in that CRAP" !!!
Ohhhh YES, we do Dr Pai.  
Since his passing in June of last year, I often said to him.....
"WHAT DO YOU THINK OF THAT NOW" ????    I'm not in-tune enough
from a psychic sense to actually have heard his response, but I have
a feeling, THINGS LOOK MUCH DIFFERENT NOW.  


I just want to say....  Should any family or friends of Dr Pai's happen to
see this tribute of mine....  HE WAS ONE OF A KIND.  
There is hardly a day since June of 2017 that some thought of him does

not come to my mind.   I also think about the family he left behind.
His dear Mother, of whom he spoke often of, and his brother and family. 
Those who knew him through working with him, and his friends.....
I pray for you all. 

Rest In Peace... Dr Pai.

RINGING A BELL IN HIS HONOR.... We are diminished by his passing....
Bells were rung to announce a birth or a death.

From the famous passage by John Donne (1573-1631).
Send Not To Know for Whom the Bell Tolls: It Tolls for Thee
Meditation 17, from Devotions Upon Emergent Occasions,  written - 1624.

No man is an island, entire of itself; every man is a piece of the
continent, a part of the main. If a clod be washed away by the sea,
Europe is the less, as well as if a promontory were, as well as if a
manor of thy friend’s or of thine own were: any man’s death diminishes me,
because I am involved in mankind, and therefore never send to
know for whom the bells tolls; it tolls for thee.




Dr Pai - CHEERS to YOU.


Online Memorial ........
http://www.vindy.com/news/tributes/2017/jun/18/dr-ashwin-pai-dhunga/

Friday, February 23, 2018

Just Because......

TRUE STORY....  Feb 23, 2018
Mama Loves ya, Nakeeta




Thursday, February 22, 2018

Important things to LIVE and REMEMBER

 

You have angels and spirit guides with you right now. We all do, in every moment. Place your awareness into your auric field, feel their love, their compassion, they are with you always. They wish so deeply for you to open up to their presence, for you to allow the full plethora of their loving embrace.




 Quotes Of The Day - 12 Pics


'Be a Seal' ...  let the BS just ROLL OFF ! 





He who angers you conquers you



Favorite quotes from spiritual teacher and intuitive healer Matt Kahn. www.TrueDivineNature.com


"May every soul that touches mine...... By George Eliot, pen name of Mary Ann Evans (1819–1880), English novelist.  (Linked to wikipedia-George Eliot)  <3

"May every soul that touches mine...... By George Eliot, pen name of Mary Ann Evans (1819–1880), English novelist. (Linked to wikipedia-George Eliot)
Photo... Sunrise by Debra Estep - Twinsburg OHIO 
"...I do not have time for things that have a no soul."

Quote by Timothy Leary.  Full quote at link.  <3  JUST click the VISIT button.  :)


~*~ Live & Let Their Light Shine ~*~  Check out the full blog post here....  http://debinside.blogspot.com/2007/05/live-and-let-their-light-shine.html

Every day you either see a scar of courage. Where you dwell will define your struggle.




PLEASE DO remember ME as a Warrior....  Silently going around
doing GOOD.   A warrior does not HAVE to be loud, yelling, killing....
A warrior can be a stealthy, silent  DO GOODER.  LOL
LOVE Mom Feb 22, 2018
My Mom. She is a Warrior.

A gathering of angels appeared above my head They sang to me this song of hope and this is what they said They said come sail away come sail away Come sail away with me Come sail away come sail away Come sail away with me" Styx O:-)
Photo by Debra Estep
A gathering of angels appeared above my head They sang to me this song of hope and this is what they said They said come sail away come sail away Come sail away with me Come sail away come sail away Come sail away with me" Styx O:-)



I could not have made this up.... JUST happened TODAY !!!  <3
True EVENT ....  Feb 14, 2016 -  It's NOW Feb 22, 2018.....
The Verb CHERISH has YET to be put into action. 
 

<3 by D. Estep

Photo by Debra Estep.   Driveway... Twinsburg OHIO

Because I could not stop for Death





"Because I could not stop for Death" is a lyrical poem by Emily Dickinson first published posthumously in Poems: Series 1 in 1890. The persona of Dickinson's poem meets personified Death. Death is a gentleman caller who takes a leisurely carriage ride with the speaker to her grave.

Because I could not stop for Death (479)

Because I could not stop for Death – 
He kindly stopped for me –  
The Carriage held but just Ourselves –  
And Immortality.

We slowly drove – He knew no haste
And I had put away
My labor and my leisure too,
For His Civility – 

We passed the School, where Children strove
At Recess – in the Ring –  
We passed the Fields of Gazing Grain –  
We passed the Setting Sun – 

Or rather – He passed us – 
The Dews drew quivering and chill – 
For only Gossamer, my Gown – 
My Tippet – only Tulle – 

We paused before a House that seemed
A Swelling of the Ground – 
The Roof was scarcely visible – 
The Cornice – in the Ground – 

Since then – 'tis Centuries – and yet
Feels shorter than the Day
I first surmised the Horses' Heads 
Were toward Eternity – 
 
Emily Elizabeth Dickinson (December 10, 1830 – May 15, 1886) was an American poet.
While Dickinson was a prolific private poet, fewer than a dozen of her nearly 1,800 poems were published during her lifetime.[3] The work that was published during her lifetime was usually altered significantly by the publishers to fit the conventional poetic rules of the time. Dickinson's poems are unique for the era in which she wrote; they contain short lines, typically lack titles, and often use slant rhyme as well as unconventional capitalization and punctuation.[4] Many of her poems deal with themes of death and immortality, two recurring topics in letters to her friends.
Although Dickinson's acquaintances were most likely aware of her writing, it was not until after her death in 1886—when Lavinia, Dickinson's younger sister, discovered her cache of poems—that the breadth of her work became apparent to the public. Her first collection of poetry was published in 1890 by personal acquaintances Thomas Wentworth Higginson and Mabel Loomis Todd, though both heavily edited the content. A complete, and mostly unaltered, collection of her poetry became available for the first time when scholar Thomas H. Johnson published The Poems of Emily Dickinson in 1955.
(Wikipedia)

 https://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/commons/5/56/Black-white_photograph_of_Emily_Dickinson2.png
 Emily Dickinson - age 16
 

Friday, February 16, 2018

How Can I Help You Say Goodbye

"How Can I Help You Say Goodbye"


Through the back window of a '59 wagon
I watched my best friend Jamie slippin' further away
I kept on waving 'till I couldn't see her
And through my tears, I asked again why we couldn't stay
Mama whispered softly, Time will ease your pain
Life's about changing, nothing ever stays the same

And she said, How can I help you to say goodbye
It's OK to hurt, and it's OK to cry
Come, let me hold you and I will try
How can I help you to say goodbye
 
I sat on our bed, he packed his suitcase
I held a picture of our wedding day
His hands were trembling, we both were crying
He kissed me gently and then he quickly walked away
I called up Mama, she said, Time will ease your pain
Life's about changing, nothing ever stays the same

And she said, How can I help you to say goodbye
It's OK to hurt, and it's OK to cry
Come, let me hold you and I will try
How can I help you to say goodbye
 
Sitting with Mama alone in her bedroom
She opened her eyes, and then squeezed my hand
She said, I have to go now, my time here is over
And with her final word, she tried to help me understand
Mama whispered softly, Time will ease your pain
Life's about changing, nothing ever stays the same

And she said, How can I help you to say goodbye
It's OK to hurt, and it's OK to cry

Come, let me hold you and I will try
How can I help you to say goodbye

How can I help you to say goodbye.
Released March 1994 - Patty Loveless

Saturday, February 10, 2018

Remembering Mom

The day was January 13, 2010.   A stranger called me to say that my Mom
had fallen and she was being rushed to a local hospital.  
I immediately drove to that hospital.   Mom was somewhat alert, but she had
an injury to her head.  She was 77 years old.   She was at the Veterans
administration doing the last of my dad's paperwork.  Dad had just died
Nov 5th of the previous year. 

Mom ended up having 2 brain surgeries and she passed on Feb 20th of 2010. 


My Mother was an AMAZING woman.   I being her only daughter, we were
always VERY close.   I have said over the years that nothing was left unsaid
between she and I.   That is NOT quite true.   I really wished I had told her
more often how AMAZING she was.   It's fine.  She knows for sure NOW. 





This photo of Mom was one I took on Feb 5, 2010.   She had her 1st brain
surgery on Feb 4th. 





 This photo of Mom was taken on Feb 10, 2010.   My cousin Carol and her hubby John sent Mom this lovely flower arrangement.   Mom LOVED pink roses. 
It's such a special photo, because she was SO HAPPY with the flowers.
In talking recently with my daughter Nicole, Nic reminded me how she brought
Grammy some cheesecake.   GRAM LOVED THE CHEESECAKE.  




Sunday, January 14, 2018

‘Life Goes On’ By Jenna Rose Lowthert -

‘Life Goes On’

By Jenna Rose Lowthert - 
 
Today sucks, I know. It’s going to be hard. But so is every other day since you have lost your mother. There is absolutely no love in this world like the love of a mother. There is a void that cannot and will not ever be filled, no matter what anybody tells you. You don’t miss her today any more than you will tomorrow, or the next day, or the day after that.

Today, Mother’s day, is just another painful reminder that she is no longer physically here. As you watch friend’s celebrate with their mom’s, please remember that yours is tucked away deep down in your heart where she will forever stay.

As the wind blows through your hair, know that it is her gentle and loving touch. As the warmth of the sun shines on your face please remember the warmth in your mother’s heart through all of the days she had on this earth. She didn’t want to ever leave you and she still hasn’t left you.

Your mother was greater than this world. I know sometimes life just doesn’t seem fair and it never will but please, please, don’t cry today, for your mother would want nothing more than to see you smile. I feel the pain within your heart as another day passes by without her. She doesn’t want you to be sad.

She wants you to honor her life in the best way possible, and that way is to live it. Live it for you. Live it for her. I know it is sometimes easier said than done and sometimes words just don’t help and I know this because I lost my beautiful 48 year old mother almost two years ago when I was 24. I have come to find that the best way to heal is to remember. Remember her. Remember the sorrow, remember the love, remember everything.

Talk to her, she’s always listening. And simply cherish the time you did have with her and the memories you have made.
I want you to know that on this day, you are not alone. You are never alone. All of our mother’s are watching over us from heaven this Mother’s Day… and every day, for the rest of our lives. Happy Mother’s Day to all of the motherless daughters out there. Today is your day too. Celebrate her, start a new tradition, live life to the fullest, and most importantly remember that even through the darkest of days, life still goes on.
-Jenna Rose Lowthert 
Jenna Rose Lowthert was inspired to write her book "Life Goes On.." after her mother passed away on May 27th, 2013 after a 10-month battle with stage four lung cancer. Her mom was only 48 years old, and her courage and strength was truly amazing. When her mom passed away Jenna’s world was crushed, but she found treasures she left behind that told a story of a mother's undying love for her children. Jenna wrote "Life Goes On...

Here is a link to my Pinterest grief board....

https://www.pinterest.com/momdeb555/grief-sympathy/