My beautiful blue dress

Before I left Alaska last year I left behind a box with some beautiful dresses. The morning before I left I'd sent about $100 worth of things to Idaho and came home and there was that box of dresses. I was just too tired to send that box that day and I've regretted it ever since. I had some beautiful temple dresses in that box and some nice church dresses. My RS President and other women from my ward decided I didn't really needs those dresses I guess. Most of them had husbands with successful businesses and lived in nice big houses. I was just a single sister living on disability. So they threw them away and my RS President said they'd saved some dresses for me. Well a dear friend of mine sent me those dresses and wouldn't take a cent for postage even when I sent her $20. She just returned it. And the dresses? A bunch of old ragged nightgowns. Well I had this one beautiful blue dress I just loved. I'd gained back all my weight I'd lost on weight watcher's but thought maybe I could lose the weight once I left Alaska. I had gotten my dress for about $28 when it went on sale. I could have bought it again but they wanted $69 for it and couldn't afford it. So I lost my beautiful blue dress. It's hard to forgive people when they are deliberately cruel and ugly. My sister sent me a beautiful temple dress recently and when I got it in the mail I just started crying. I'd been wearing a white nightgown to the temple I was that poor.

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Alaska Men's Magazine

I lived in Alaska 14 years and never saw guys that were this cute up there! But I did find a bunch of them who would try and run me over when waiting for a bus in Anchorage, and splash me with mud on purpose. I dated one who left me at a Mexican restaurant one time after having a severe acid reflux attack and called me a bunch of names because I had "embarrassed him." One time I was waiting for a bus in Anchorage and a guy went by and said --"Why don't you get a job barfly?" Amazing to me is that I was working two jobs at the time and have never drank a day in my life. When I lived in Wasilla I had one man follow me home and accuse me of drinking and driving! Maybe because I wasn't skinny enough for these men and wasn't blonde and blue eyed who knows? There is alot of alcoholism, wife abuse, and drunks in Alaska. I don't think the Alaska Men's Magazine mentions that however.

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