More of the weeks ahead.

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Julian arrived early and I was sleeping when his grandma knocked waking me. I yelled come in and she entered the house with a smiling Julian in her arms. He was happy to see his mommy. He practically jumped out of his grandma's arms to get to me but she stopped him explaining mommy had ouches and he had to be very careful not to hurt them.

She sat with me and asked questions about the surgery. I explained what they had did and showed her the tubes that were there to help drain the excess fluids away. She asked if she could go with me to the follow up because she had questions of her own she wanted to ask the doctor.

I agreed to let her take me. Raymond returned home early which isn't normal for him to do. He told me he had bad news. That the deployment date was being pushed up. Julian's grandma assured him I would be taken care of as well as Julian and for him not to worry.

So in less than four days Raymond would be gone and I would be alone to go through the roughest of times in my life. The doctors visit was smooth. They took the drainage tubes out and rebandaged me up. Telling me I can now shower but not to let the direct spray of the shower rain down on the incisions.

The next appointment was the oncologist. He told me of the nature of what I would be going through the next several months. I dreaded it. But it was to stay healthy. Raymond was leaving and I was scared. Scared he wouldn't come back from the war. The war that wasn't our war to fight to start with.

Something every wife or husband has to go through that was the spouse of a soldier doesn't matter which branch he or she was in. A sacrifice of precious time that can never be given back. Raymond left on time as planned and I seen him off. It was the saddest day of my life.

Julian cried and I cried. He missed his step dad and so did I. Going through the movement's after that of every day life wasn't easy because Raymond and I had a routine. That routine was broken when he left and so I had to find a new one to settle into.

Between Julian' s grandma and my momma I was at every doctor's appointment and every follow up appointment. Raymond wrote and I wrote. It was hard to get his letters at first as time passed. It was getting closer for the holidays to come and it was depressing to not have him home.

The holidays came and gone. He came home during the summer for his two weeks R&R. We made a pact to go on our honeymoon since we didn't get a proper one when we got married. I was done with chemo and was healed and cleared by the doctors so I was game on for us to go have fun.

Meeting Raymond at the airport to greet him home I was ecstatic. He hugged and kissed for what felt like forver. People around us cheered coming up and thanking him and his fellow soldiers for their sacrifice and called him and others heros.

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