back to reality...

Jake came home after PT this morning which never happens since we live about 35 mins from post. He had forgotten his bag that had his ACUs in it and had to come home to shower and change. I was excited to see him home, not knowing exactly why he was here, until he told me they got the date for deployment. Almost 2 weeks sooner than expected my husband will be gone. Hearing that felt like getting punched in the stomach. This is really happening isn't it? I can no longer go back to pretending that it isn't, it's all too real now. This wasn't supposed to be our last weekend together... but as with everything else in the army things always change, and generally for the worse so I should have just expected this.