The Veil

My mother was born with an extra piece of skin on her face. The doctor removed the extra piece of skin with a pair of scissors and placed the skin in a jar. He told my grandmother that he had seen this before and called the extra piece of skin “a veil.” He then told my grandmother, Mom-mom, to sell this bottle with the extra piece of skin inside to a captain of a ship because the ship would not sink and she would be rewarded (in 1930) with money. Mom-mom did not sell the bottle with the extra piece of skin; instead, she saved it for my mother and gave it to her when she was older. I really believe that many people do not know the true significance of the veil, yet I believe in it and its importance. It is a mystery. This was an indication of the life my mom would live, as well as her true faith, which she demonstrated on a daily basis. She was, and always will be, one of a kind. I am honored to be named after her and be her first daughter. She is my hero, and I am glad that I wrote this book in memory of her.