Isabel Torres

Isabel Muñoz Torres, age 87 passed away, Thursday, January 30, 2020 at Aperion Care International in Chicago, Illinois.

Isabel is survived by her cherished children: Graciela (Arnulfo Rico) Ojeda and Jose Aviña. Fond sister of Dolores Reyna. Dearest grandmother of: Edward Ojeda, Christian Ojeda, Priscilla Ojeda and Fabian Ojeda. Great-grandmother of: Edward, Javier, Jesse, Nicholas, Mason, Sylvia, Ivan, Julian, Fantasia, Jazmine, Jocelyn, Ivan, Sayyora,

Isabel was preceded in death by her parents:  †Maria Muñoz &† Cristobal Muñoz, her brother †Roberto Muñoz, †María Socorro Villa, †Rosa Aranda, †Anita Cantú

The late José Aviña Torres.

Isabel was known to her family and friends as Chavela.  Chavela loved to sing and was so independent she loved to drive everywhere. Chavela always put her children first; her most important role was being their mother and making sure they had everything they could ask for. Her last years was tending to and loving  her grandchildren and great grandchildren they  were her everything.

Chavela will be greatly missed by her family and friends. Chavela left her children, grandchildren and great grandchildren heart broken when she was born into eternity

Visitation: Monday, February 10, 2020 from 3:00 p.m. – 8:00 p.m. at Clearing Funeral Home, 5800 West 63rd  Street, Chicago, Illinois 60638.

Funeral Services: Tuesday, February 11, 2020 prayers at 8:30 a.m. at Clearing Funeral Home, 5800 West 63rd Street, Chicago, Illinois 60638. Funeral Mass - Celebration of Life Service, 10:00 a.m. at St. Paul Church, 2127 West 22nd Place, Chicago, Illinois 60608. Burial St. Mary Cemetery 87th Street and Pulaski Road, Evergreen Park, Illinois.

God looked around his garden and found an empty place, He then looked down upon the earth and saw your tired face. He put his arms around you and lifted you to rest. God’s garden must be beautiful He always takes the best. He knew that you were suffering He knew you were in pain. He knew that you would never get well on earth again. He saw the road was getting rough and the hills were hard to climb. So he closed your weary eyelids and whispered, ‘Peace be thine’. It broke our hearts to lose you but you didn’t go alone, for part of us went with you the day God called you home. –Anonymous