Difficult December No More

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I forgot that every December is hard for my husband. At least it used to be. First, his dad passed away a week before Christmas, about 6 or so years ago. He was able to get some vacation from work, and he was planning on visiting him in the hospital. He was on his way when he received the call that his dad has passed. Then about 4 years ago, his labrador died a week after Christmas. She was very dear to his heart that he was not able to get another dog even though it's been a while. We still have her picture hanging in our house. I would sometimes tease him that she is probably the only constant female in his life before me. While we were hanging out and watching TV in the living room, I remembered about his dad and his dog. I asked him if he wants to visit his dad's grave and K's resting place. He said that he likes the idea. We will take a day trip on Christmas Day. I noticed that he is not as sad as before. A few years ago, he is out of it. He has a dark cloud hanging above him and no matter what I do I cannot pick his mood up. Now, he did not even remember the dates until I reminded him. I know he would never forget his dad, but I made a comment about how he seemed happier this time of the year compared to past Christmases. He just said that he has me now, so Christmas is no longer sad for him. I swear, this man can make me melt with just a sentece.