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I'm Anna.
It's always hard trying to describe myself.  It's actually probably harder for me to describe myself than for me to describe anyone else, but I'll give it a go.

I'm definitely an introvert, but the severity of it depends on the day and sometimes you might even catch me acting (almost) like an extrovert.  The fact is that I really love people, but I also care about making every moment that I get with them matter.  When I feel like my time with people isn't really mattering, it starts to wear me out.  That's the simplest explanation I have of it.

I'm engaged and the fact that soon I'll have to come back to edit this section makes me smile.  Jake is my best friend. Almost anything, even something boring, I don't usually mind doing too much as long as I get to do it with him.  For now though, I live with my wonderful parents, second-best-friend of a sister, two adorable dogs and a beta fish (I'll be taking the fish with me).

I'm a freelance makeup artist and skincare specialist at some local beauty brand stores and it has taught me waay more than I ever expected to learn from doing makeup applications.
When I'm not at work (which seems seldom) you can probably find me meeting one of my friends for coffee, hanging out with Jake, at Hobby Lobby or at home with my family.  In any more extra time I find laying around, I love blogging, working on my fitness, hand lettering, and reading either a book or the Better Homes and Gardens magazine.

I have a lot of ideas about what I want to do with my life and I'm trying to figure out which ones I should do and how to do them.

I'm trying to figure life out,  just like I'm sure (if you're honest with yourself) you are.  And maybe we're in different places but either way, we're both human. And do you know what that means? We were both made for love.  We crave to receive it, and we crave to give it.
We were made for the Love that Jesus extended as He died for my sins, and your sins, and everyone else's sins.

And if it isn't obvious that this love would have the potential to consume a person and shake up their world, I'll just tell you: it does.  In John 10:10, Jesus is quoted saying, "I have come that they may have life, and have it to the full."  That's the kind of life I know I want.
In a world that says, "just make yourself comfortable", that can be hard sometimes, but I know it's worth it.  
This blog is one place where I want to show my work as I learn what exactly that means. 

That's what I'm about.











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