I'm Melissa. I'm 19 years old, and a short 5'1''. I live in one of the snobbiest parts of Orlando. I am in love with a US Sailor, and have been since 4.13.02. We were married on Sweetest Day, 10.15.05. We live across the country from each other, but only for a little while longer. In December, I'm moving to Washington State. It's a beautiful place.
I go to college full time - I'm working towards an A.S. in Nursing and I want to get my BSN. I would love to be a psychiatric nurse, but I'm not sure if I could actually do it. The more that I think about it, I want to specialize in oncology, knowing how much of a difference the doctors and nurses made to my grandfather.
I don't argue about what I believe in. Everyone has their own opinion, and I won't force mine on you, even if you try to force your opinions on me.
I don't censor myself - this is my journal. If you don't like what you see, don't read it. Like I said before, everyone is entitled to their own opinion. I have mine, and it may not agree with yours.
I am a strong and loving wife, with a husband soon to go. There are times I'm terrified in a way most never know. I bite my lip, and force a smile as I watch my husband pack. My heart may break, but I am proud. My husband's got your back.
Two weeks without my lover I'm in this boat alone Floating down a river named 'emotion' Will I make it back to shore Or drift into the unknown?