Margaret, Hel is short for Helena. I know we haven't met (yet, in this life) in person. But in the dream, we knew each other. I mean, I knew you were you, and I think you knew me too; whereas if we walked pass each other on the street now, I don't think we would recognize each other. The idea has occurred to me though that we might one day run into each other in Europe, probably Germany. Do you visit Ma every summer?
