The Middle of the begining

Im half way down with the hell associated with the Mojave viper. Its only a month long field Op and that seems relatively short compared to the 7 months that follows. I am not sure how fully comprehend what is approaching because I have never been put in a situation where I say good bye to the person I need the most in the entire world, and watch them walk away. Not just walk away knowing they will be back. Walking away to potentially die on foriegn soil. I try not to comlian since I am not the own risking my life but I feel like im sacafising my better half. If he does not come home I would rather give my life then carry on. I am not only saying goodbye to my husband, but my best friend. My strength, my rock, my support, MY LIFE!! However we have not quite reached the goodbyes yet. In a few weeks he will be back from his Marine Corp training. He will be with me for a short time before he heads to one of the worst places in the middle east. I wont say where due to secuity reassons but I assure you its hell. As I wait for him to come home from a month of seperation its biiter sweet. As I wait for him to come home, I also wiat to be closer to goodbye.