our precious Isabel

Isabel holding Augustus, May '06

Our precious Isabel. Those were the opening words my mom wrote for Isabel's obituary. We had finally figured out a name for Magdalena to call her, Tata Tita, a sweet great-auntie, we'd call her. As mama abuela, my mom, explained to Magdalena, she's gone home to Heaven.

Isabel died at 3:10am, Saturday, September 15. She was 90 glorious years old. She had flawless skin. She had trouble with her knees and hips. We have a fabulous photo of her when she was a dancer. She was my Nana Lydia's best friend. She was devoted to our family, her adopted family. She adored our babies. She could be very cantankerous. She was the last of the Puerto Ricanas. She made daddy's favorite red beans in the whole world. She always had ice cream for Magdalena.

Long live Tata Tita, our precious Isabel.