ForeverMissed
Welcome!  We are so glad you are here and we pray you will use this page to get to know Isabella, remember Isabella, and share your stories and memories of her.  Has God touched your life through Isabella?  We want to know!  Do you have a prayer request?  We want to pray! Do you have memories or stories of Isabella?  We want to read them!  Maybe you just miss her and want to write that down somewhere...you can do that right here! The intention of this website is to keep the memory of our sweet girl alive, keeping in mind the reality of the communion of saints, and knowing her soul is in our midst. Isabella was dedicated to our Catholic faith and wanted nothing more than to become a saint at the end of her earthly journey.  Who knows what plans God has for her soul? Let's remember her, and may she draw us ever closer to Him.

*If for any reason you would prefer to share privately, we have created an email account solely for this purpose.  Please feel free to share via email at: isabellainourmidst@gmail.com
Posted by Kevin,Maria, Paula, Teres... on November 26, 2020
I remember visiting your family long ago when you lived on the Terrell Ridge road and my little Paula and Teresa playing with you. I knew very few in Dubuque then and was very grateful to have your mother welcome me kindly. I recall your mother once giving you a time out on a couch for some minor thing and your immediate obedience and was amazed at both of you. I have fond memories of every 'All Saints day' gathering since when we got to see the wonderful costumes your mother and you co-created together and enjoyed your hospitality. I noticed how the sewing and creative skills brought your grand-mother, mother and you together and was amazed once again at how special it was and how you worked sweetly all-together. Your love for beautiful, modest clothing always made me admire your virtue. You provided a special friendship for my girls that I was so grateful for and the joy they found when they would return after visiting with you at your birthday celebrations. I will always remember with gratitude the special "comfort and care' blanket you left for our family outside our door when my heart was broken after the only parent I knew- my mother passed away. So thoughtful as is typical of your mother and you. Thank you for hearing my prayers as you take them to the Lord on our behalf.  Our hearts are full of gratitude on this Thanksgiving day for the special gift of you and your family to our family!!
Posted by Cathy McKean on November 23, 2020
Isabella, Your picture is on our refrigerator and every time I look at it the same question pops in my head....Why? You were and are a great role model for my children. Bridget loved you and wanted to be like you from the moment she met you. We have been using your library and through it's use my girls are still being influenced by you, thank you! 
Thank you for your virtue!
And thank you, Misty, for raising such a sweet child!  
Posted by Cathy Fischer on November 16, 2020
One of my memories of sweet Isabella Rose is one time when she was about 4, I was taking care of her. It was time for bed time prayers, so we were saying the prayers and we got to "Oh my Jesus........" I was not Catholic yet and did not know this prayer. Isabella said to me, Granny you SHOULD know it and told me I had better learn it because Jesus wanted me to know it. Soooo the next time I said bed time prayers I knew it Ever the little saint!! Love her and Miss her so much, Always and forever in my heart
Posted by Misty Auer on November 12, 2020
Ha,ha, JP! I can still see the twinkle in her eye as you retold that story! She loved all of you boys very much. She especially loved helping you write your stories! Also, you sure have turned into a nice young man...must have been all those extra minutes in the corner! ;) Ha, ha, ha!!!! Love you, Buddy!
Posted by JP A on November 12, 2020
Isabella always favored Emeric. For instance, When I was young, Emeric and I would get into fights when she was babysitting. When she found us kicking and punching, she would pull us apart with the help of Gabe. Once it got to be time for punishment Isabella almost always put Emeric in the corner for a few minutes and put me in to the corner for up to a hour and ten minutes.(all the while Gabe would try to get us even corner times) Years later she said she regretted her actions. Now I laugh at this story. I bet she's really laughing at it now. I miss her good sense of humor.
Posted by Emeric A. on November 12, 2020
To: Isabella
From: Emeric and JP

Oh, St. Philomena, bring us courage and confidence in our faith. Oh, St. Philomena, please pray that Isabella may become a canonized saint. Amen.
Posted by Faith M. on November 11, 2020
I miss you so much, sweet Ella. Every time I think of you, I offer my grief as a prayer for your soul. I hope you're watching over me dear sister. Love you. <3 
Posted by Ann Williams on November 11, 2020
This sweet girl is always going to hold a special place in my heart. There is so much I could say about her, so many special memories I have about her. But for now, since we are so close in time liturgically to All Souls and All Saints Day, I particularly remember her great love for the saints and her vast knowledge of the saints. She was the "go to" person if someone had a question about a particular saint; she always knew the answer! She possessed many "saintly" qualities herself, and I will always remember how, even in the face of her great struggles, she never complained. Not once did I hear her complain about her illness. In contrast, she saw the good that God would bring from it. She was and is a beautiful soul, a shining example to her younger friends in our Catholic and homeschool group, who look up to her so much!
Posted by Cynthia Lester on November 11, 2020
I have read every update since she became ill. God Bless your family.

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Posted by Kevin,Maria, Paula, Teres... on November 26, 2020
I remember visiting your family long ago when you lived on the Terrell Ridge road and my little Paula and Teresa playing with you. I knew very few in Dubuque then and was very grateful to have your mother welcome me kindly. I recall your mother once giving you a time out on a couch for some minor thing and your immediate obedience and was amazed at both of you. I have fond memories of every 'All Saints day' gathering since when we got to see the wonderful costumes your mother and you co-created together and enjoyed your hospitality. I noticed how the sewing and creative skills brought your grand-mother, mother and you together and was amazed once again at how special it was and how you worked sweetly all-together. Your love for beautiful, modest clothing always made me admire your virtue. You provided a special friendship for my girls that I was so grateful for and the joy they found when they would return after visiting with you at your birthday celebrations. I will always remember with gratitude the special "comfort and care' blanket you left for our family outside our door when my heart was broken after the only parent I knew- my mother passed away. So thoughtful as is typical of your mother and you. Thank you for hearing my prayers as you take them to the Lord on our behalf.  Our hearts are full of gratitude on this Thanksgiving day for the special gift of you and your family to our family!!
Posted by Cathy McKean on November 23, 2020
Isabella, Your picture is on our refrigerator and every time I look at it the same question pops in my head....Why? You were and are a great role model for my children. Bridget loved you and wanted to be like you from the moment she met you. We have been using your library and through it's use my girls are still being influenced by you, thank you! 
Thank you for your virtue!
And thank you, Misty, for raising such a sweet child!  
Posted by Cathy Fischer on November 16, 2020
One of my memories of sweet Isabella Rose is one time when she was about 4, I was taking care of her. It was time for bed time prayers, so we were saying the prayers and we got to "Oh my Jesus........" I was not Catholic yet and did not know this prayer. Isabella said to me, Granny you SHOULD know it and told me I had better learn it because Jesus wanted me to know it. Soooo the next time I said bed time prayers I knew it Ever the little saint!! Love her and Miss her so much, Always and forever in my heart
her Life
The soul of Isabella, 17, was called home to Jesus after courageously battling DIPG, a terminal brain cancer, for almost one year. Isabella offered her sufferings and carried her cross with humble quietness, grace, and dignity. Just hours before passing she was Anointed and given the Apostolic Pardon.
Isabella was passionate about her faith and never shied from sharing it with others. She made friends with the Saints at a very early age and she spent much of her toddler years dressed as Mother Mary. The family takes comfort in the hope that she is now face to face with some of her most beloved heroes and heroines. Family was very important to her and she cherished time spent with her parents and three younger brothers who were her very best friends. Isabella was an "old soul" with a deep love for learning and the arts. She loved to read, and devoured books. As a homeschool student, she would read and reread her school material "just for fun." Tolkien was her favorite author and he inspired her to dream of becoming an author herself. Upon learning of her diagnosis she set forth to self-publish a fantasy book, Daughter of Kings, which she had written when she was just thirteen years old. A few months later, she and two of her friends compiled a collection of short stories and poems written by Catholic Youth, and self published Pens Set Aflame: An Anthology of Poetry and Prose, with the proceeds from sales going to EWTN. Given more time, it is certain she would have published more work. She also dreamed of attending a Newman Guide recommended college, becoming a wife, and most of all, a mother. The family hopes she is enjoying her Eternal reward "mothering" many, entertaining the angels and saints with her sarcasm and wit, filling notebooks with new ideas, admiring her Creator's great artwork, and basking in His great love for her. May her soul bring many souls to Him. May she be living her very own "happily ever after," in the greatest story ever written.

The Earliest Days:  She came into this world crowned with dark waves.  Her blue eyes windows to the depths of her beautiful soul.  Inquisitive and strong, she explored her new world with wonder and we watched in awe, contemplating how someone so perfect had been given to us.  Our hearts burst with love for her from the moment we knew she was with us nine months before we met in this world.   We quickly learned she had a lively sense of humor.  Her favorite entertainment, which always produced a hearty laugh, was messing with her furry, four-legged friend, whose name became her first word.  Upon waking in the morning we would enter her room only to hear her imploring her "Aggie" to come to her.  Shaggy was a good sport and barely raised a brow as she climbed his back and pulled his tail with a sparkle in her eye and laughs falling from her lips.

The Early Days:  Her long gone dark waves were replaced by golden locks shimmering in the sun, and her days were busy, filled with laughter and adventures with her newest best pal, this time with only two legs and no tail.  He had his own crown of dark waves and soon followed her every footstep.  Friends forever, from the very beginning.  She in her dresses.  He with his trucks.  Her faith was strong and she never shied from showing it.  Our little evangelizer wanted everyone to share her love for Jesus.  For months she roamed the house, baby doll in her arms, and dishcloth on her head.  Always emulating Modduh Mary.  

The Middle Years:  Her crew grew and she fit perfectly into the role of biggest sister. A passion for reading and learning permeated her soul, and still does.  Creativity a gift among many gifts, she loved acting, drawing, writing, and creating video animation.  Our home had become her library and she had read every book...probably twice.

The Early Teen Years:  Sketch books, notebooks, and journals full of story ideas and artwork are her prize possessions.  Sarcasm and wit followed by eruptions of laughter from a houseful of fans, are a daily occurrence.  100% is all she accepts and she is much too hard on herself.  She is every parent's dream.  Polite, self-motivated, determined, and faith-filled. LOTR and Hobbit have entered the picture and are a source of delight for her.  She begins dabbling in cosplay and becomes an expert in braiding her own hair.  Her love for learning is a fire that never is extinguished.  She loves literature and history and is content to sit in a chair for hours, nose in book. She is pure delight to have in our home.

The Battle:  She has put on her armor for a battle she never wanted to fight, but fight she will, because that is who she is.  We do not know how long the enemy has been growing within, but when he reared his ugly head in the form of weakness, slurred speech, and lack of coordination, he moved quickly.  He does not realize who he is up against though.  This girl will not let him win.  He may eventually win the earthly battle, but the joke is on him, because her most powerful weapon is a love of Him who is not of this world.  You see this world is only a stepping stone, a blink of an eye, a stop on the journey to a bigger world for which we were all created for.  She knows this, and this alone is enough to give her everything she needs to defeat him.  She is strong.  She is loved.  She is not afraid to show her fears and seek support.  She will cling to Him who gave her life.  She will cling to Him who loves her more than we can fathom.  She will cling to Him and He will carry her.  He will carry us all.

Present:  After offering her sufferings and crosses with quiet and humble grace, Isabella ended her mission on earth.  Her soul lives on and we invite you to continue to pray with us, that her soul is in heaven, and that she will bring many souls to Our Lord Jesus Christ. 


Our Raw Hearts' First Response: Isabella was taken to the ER in 2019, after displaying increasingly concerning symptoms.  Slurred speech, difficulty walking, driving, and drinking.  An MRI showed a mass in her brain and she was transferred via ambulance to the ER at the University of Iowa.  Within days our worst fears were confirmed and she was diagnosed with a DIPG tumor.  A devastating diagnosis and a cross which feels too heavy to bear.  She needs all the prayers she can get and we are begging for a miracle, knowing that Our Lord instructs us to ask, and to ask big.  We will.  We will ask big.  We will ask, and we will pray.  We may even dare to hope, but if our miracle does not present in the way we are hoping we trust that He will shower us with His peace.  We are all only travelers here for a short while.  This is NOT our final destination, and what He has in store for us is beyond our comprehension.  Jesus, we trust in You. 



Recent stories
Shared by Ann Michels on November 26, 2020
I knew the moment I learned of her illness and she was striving to finish her book this child was very special.  I am so grateful to her, though I didn't know her personally but she gave of herself at such a young age and allowed me to come and pray the rosary and autograph her book.  Her entire family was suffering so much but did it with faith and joy.  Eternal Rest upon you, Isabella.

The Cardinals Have Arrived

Shared by Misty Auer on November 24, 2020
Today we got snow!  We got snow, took our Christmas photos, and guess who showed up to scout out the feeder? At one point I'm pretty sure there were seven. This photo captured three.

Isabella's laugh

Shared by Dave Auer on November 23, 2020
One of the things I miss the most about Isabella is her sense of humor and her laugh.  Of the children, Isabella and I shared the most similar sense of humor.  My story today is about the first time and the last time I heard her laugh.  We were riding to Guttenberg to visit the Grandparents when she was only 4 months old.  Isabella was in her car seat that was facing backwards in our 2002 Ford Escape.  Shaggy, our 100 pound Golden Retriever, was riding in the very back with the luggage.  There was a dog gate that separated Shaggy from Isabella to keep her safe.  Isabella spent her early days watching Shaggy's every move.  During the ride, the luggage shifted suddenly and Shaggy jumped around in the back area to avoid a suitcase.  Her first giggle was the result of his distress!!!  She had that good sense of humor at such a young age.  Fast forward, 17 years and I also heard one of her last laughs after I told a joke about Joy. Joy was laying flat, facing her food dish.  I said she should prostrate towards Jesus, not her food. To which Isabella responded with a vocal snort and a twinkle in her eyes. Even though Isabella lost her ability to talk in her advanced illness in April, she still was able to laugh one last time.  Among many things I miss about her, I will always miss her laugh.