Isabel McCune

Go rest high on that mountain,

Your work on Earth is done.

I wish I could see the Angel’s faces

When they hear your sweet voice sing.

It’s taken me a while to write this because I still can’t really believe it’s true, but my mommy passed away. For those who didn’t know, she was struggling with dementia for a few years and even though she was a tough cookie and hung on for as long as she could, God called her back home on Saturday, 01/03/2026. She was 61.

“He Only Takes The Best”

God saw she was getting tired

And a cure was not to be.

So He put his arms around her

And whispered, “Come with Me.”

With tear filled eyes

We watched her suffer and fade away.

Although we loved her deeply,

We could not make her stay.

A Golden Heart stopped beating,

Hard working hands put to rest.

God broke our hearts to prove to us

He only takes The Best.

Isabel was healed in Jesus’ name.

Isabel McCune left behind her immediate family - my little sister, Ilyana, myself, Gabryl, her grandson Alexander, and son-in-law, Kris, our dad, James McCune, her older brother, Antonio Guerra, and her nieces and nephews, Tanya, Toni LeAnn, Bobby Joe, Rick, Julio, and so many others who knew and loved her. I am comforted in knowing that she is now happily reunited in Heaven with her sister, Gracie, and her mom, Maria Elena, who she talked about missing often.

She was born and raised in Texas and proud of it. We liked to call her “chiquita pero picosa” because she never let anything stand in her way of getting what she wanted when she set her mind to it. With that being said, she also loved hard and like no other. I will miss her always calling to talk my ear off for hours about her day and her unconditional love, my momma bear, mi mamacita. She taught me everything she could and helped mold me into the mother I am blessed to be today. I’ll always remember her excellent taste in music and fashion, as well as her ability to always know the right things to say if she wasn’t near by to hold me in her loving arms. I’ll never forget the way her closet smelled or the sound of her tiny little feet walking with her large collection of high heels she always loved to wear - rain or shine. I could’ve never dreamed of anyone better fit to be my mother, she was the best and gave me so many memories to hold on to her until we meet each other again. Wear your crown, momma, I love and miss you so much.

“I Made It Home”

I just wanted to let you know

That I made it home.

The journey wasn’t an easy one,

But it didn’t take too long.

Everything is so pretty here,

So white, so fresh, so new.

I wish that you all

Could close your eyes

And that you could see it too.

Please try not be sad for me.

Try to understand

God is taking care of me…

I’m in the shelter of His hands.

Here there is no sadness,

No sorrow, and no pain.

Here there is no crying

And I’ll never hurt again.

Here it is so peaceful

When all of the angels sing.

I really have to go now…

I’ve just got to try my wings.