On another note, I dreamed about Mr. Bliss a few days ago.
Nothing spectacular. We were sitting in a kitchen. His mom's I think. She was there, angry and frowning. I think she was upset because Mr. Bliss and I had just gotten married. She was introducing me to an older man, saying I was Mr. Bliss's "friend".
My new hubby and I looked at each other and laughed.
There was a lot more to the dream but I don't remember any of it.
I awoke feeling comforted, happy to see Mr. Bliss again in my dreams because it had been a while.
I'm so thankful that of all the dreams I've had of him since he transitioned, with the exception of maybe two, all the dreams have been good ones.