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  <title>◦Memoirs◦of◦Silent◦Reverie◦</title>
  <subtitle>::stars not seen by light::</subtitle>
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    <name>◦€ h l o é◦</name>
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  <updated>2005-06-03T22:20:48Z</updated>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:avoyage:30895</id>
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    <title>Happy birthday to Chloe.......!!!!</title>
    <published>2005-06-03T22:18:35Z</published>
    <updated>2005-06-03T22:20:48Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Hello All! This is Chloe's sister, Hannah. Even though I promised not to log in to her live journal (since I know the password).....I just couldn't help but post an e-mail telling you all that today is......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;font size="8" color="gold" face="comic sans ms"&gt;Chloe's 18th Birthday!!!!!!&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Knowing Chloe, she will probably get real mad at me for telling everyone about her birthday..... she has been hoping everybody will forget and not do anything (note: Chloe does not like to have any attention on her) That why I am posting this, so all the attention can! Heee hee Aren't I a wonderful sister?&lt;br /&gt;So I just wanted to let you all know....so that you could comment here and wish her a very happy birthday!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks!</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:avoyage:30557</id>
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    <title>My Grandpa's death</title>
    <published>2005-04-13T21:25:23Z</published>
    <updated>2005-04-13T21:25:23Z</updated>
    <content type="html">I just sent this e-mail out to everyone. Though some of you ljers might be interested...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hello everyone. Chloe here writing for the whole Maddux family. I know my Dad would like to be writing this important letter, but you will understand why he is unable to do that when I explain things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is news about my Grandpa Norman Maddux who was a missionary in Brazil for 35 years and who came back to the States January of 2004 due to his cancer. I ask pardon in advance for going into so much detail. Please skip over whatever is too much, and also, please overlook my messiness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This last weekend my Grandpa and Grandma went down to Joplin because my Grandpa Norman wanted to speak at a church about the churches he’s planted in Brazil. None of us thought he should go because he’d been getting weaker and more anemic as the weeks went by, but he was set on going. On Saturday night his heart was racing and he was having trouble breathing, so Grandma and some of the other Madduxes who were there took him into the ER. I’m not real keen on all the medical details, but I believe that he was very low on blood and that he was fibrilating (again, I don’t even know what that means—that’s just what everyone was telling me). The doctors pumped 2 pints of blood into him, and I guess he was pretty “perky” after that. Everyone was thinking that things were turning for the good. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Grandma wanted to have him moved up here to the Lawrence hospital, which is near their home, so they decided to take the risk and drive him up here on Monday. On their way home they stopped by to pick me up so that I could take care of Grandpa Tuesday while Grandma and Angela (my aunt) would be gone. He was not doing well in the car. His words were very slurred, he was talking nonsense, he was so tired, what little color the doctors had gotten back into his face was now gone, and his breathing sounded very loud and labored. When we got to their home in Lawrence he was doing really bad, so Grandma badly wanted to take him into ER, but he did not want to go. He seemed to be getting worse through the night, so at 5 on Tuesday morning Grandma, 2 of my uncles and my great uncle took him into ER. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Through the day he was getting no better, so my family drove over in the afternoon, and we were all with Grandpa in the hospital until late at night. He didn’t talk much, but when he did speak, it was in slurred, half-words. He asked us to sing some songs to him, so we all sang many hymns, and would could tell through the sounds he was making that he was trying to sing also. It was a very emotional time for all of us. It was so strange to see him laying like a helpless little child in the bed, when just a week ago he had been happy and joking and basically his normal self.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;My Dad and Grandma spent the night in the hospital with him. This morning at about 6, Dad called and said that we’d better get to the hospital right away, as Grandpa probably only had a few more hours to live. We all went to the hospital, and saw that Dad was probably right. He looked unconscious, but when my Aunt Angela talked to him, he turned his head toward her (they were very close) and when we sang hymns, he made loud noises, trying to sing along. I know that Grandpa could hear. Grandpa’s breathing was getting slower and slower, and at 8:30 a. m. he died, and went to his Savior.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since then, there have been many tears, phone calls, memories, and even laughter. A lot of the family has already arrived for the funeral. We just drove to our house (which is where I’m writing this e-mail from) to pack for the few days that we will be spending in Lawrence, then we’re driving right back to be with the family. Right now Dad is with Grandma trying to get the funeral planned. The funeral is set for Friday at 11 a.m., and the burial will be at about 3 p.m. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This has all happened so quickly. We see God’s mercy in this because Grandpa did not have to suffer much like many people with cancer have. We also thank God that Grandpa lived longer then the doctors predicted (they said he had until September of ’04). &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Much love to you all. Again, I apologize for going into so much detail. It’s hard to know what to say and leave out, and everything is still pretty chaotic. But the Lord is giving us peace, and our hearts rejoice that Grandpa Norman is now celebrating in Heaven.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love,&lt;br /&gt;The Maddux Family</content>
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    <title>Out on a limb.</title>
    <published>2004-11-01T05:13:21Z</published>
    <updated>2004-11-01T05:24:01Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;font size="1"&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;76% hypothetical.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;::&lt;br /&gt;When the longing’s gone&lt;br /&gt;The night is a hush, merry wind breathes on&lt;br /&gt;And rain, pats gently on leaf lawn&lt;br /&gt;When the longing’s gone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In a cozy room&lt;br /&gt;The soul is a smile, reasons to presume&lt;br /&gt;And want, for someone yet to bloom &lt;br /&gt;In a cozy room.&lt;br /&gt;::&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your's really truly, &amp; etc.&lt;/font&gt;</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:avoyage:29788</id>
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    <title>Hello all my dearies....</title>
    <published>2004-08-12T00:22:40Z</published>
    <updated>2004-08-12T00:22:40Z</updated>
    <content type="html">If thoughts counted, I would have posted long ago, but I &lt;i&gt;have&lt;/i&gt; been *very* busy (you'll hopefully hear about it soon, though most of you know the news). But I'm not here to make excuses. I'm here to post &lt;b&gt;pictures&lt;/b&gt;!!! Gramps has a scanner, so I thought I'd have some fun torturing you all with hideous photographs. Good idea? Totally. Hannah already posted all the pictures of our recent trip to New Mexico, Arizona, California, Mexico, etc. etc. etc. (what would you know about that? I was too lazy to post about that too. :)Anywhoo, you can see those pictures in her album &lt;a href="http://community.webshots.com/user/piratelassie"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the left over pictures, and just some other family, fun and scrap pictures you'll find in my humble little album &lt;a href="http://community.webshots.com/user/thehidingplace"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And yes, I know this doesn't count for a real update. That should {&lt;i&gt;should!&lt;/i&gt;} come later {maybe a year or so, depending. ;P}.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I pray you all are rejoicing in the Lord and His blessings today...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;{h e r}</content>
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    <title>Whoop-dee-doo. Another update that just isn't an update...</title>
    <published>2004-04-29T04:08:24Z</published>
    <updated>2004-04-29T16:27:34Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Bugs chirping outside, and wind creeping through trees...</lj:music>
    <content type="html">&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.livejournal.com/users/avoyage"&gt;Refreshed.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(also I now have a background, so wait for that to load and tell me whacha think- should I lighten/darken background, or not even have one?) &lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;br /&gt;And for those of you who haven't seen what I look like yet, and want to see if I really am the ugly fat ogre you thought I was, go to see my icons &lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.livejournal.com/allpics.bml?user=avoyage"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;. (the picture is over two years old-and no I'm not chinese-it was a sunny day and I'm squinting. Also I'm not quite as fat as I look-just looks like that because I have chubby cheeks. Alright, I'll shut up.) :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;i&gt;[over and out]&lt;/i&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-{Just another blushing starlet}-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;::/stupidity::&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size="1"&gt;&lt;i&gt;My excuse?: It's late. I turn into a vampire when it's late.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/font&gt;</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:avoyage:26924</id>
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    <title>Like you care.</title>
    <published>2004-03-18T19:08:16Z</published>
    <updated>2004-03-18T19:08:16Z</updated>
    <content type="html">I'm a moron. So I gave my User Info a face-tuck reversal. &lt;br /&gt;(No, I didn't eat anything wierd.)</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:avoyage:25869</id>
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    <title>Update, then I'll go to bed. :)</title>
    <published>2004-03-05T03:48:07Z</published>
    <updated>2004-03-05T03:48:07Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;b&gt;Wonderful News!&lt;/b&gt; We had heard on the news that we would be getting a bunch more rain tonight, but I just shined the flashlight outside, and guess what? The water has &lt;i&gt;totally&lt;/i&gt; receded!!! Sure it's still higher then normal, but it's gone down a bunch! It's a marvel from God! Thank you all for your dear prayers!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love!&lt;br /&gt;{Chloe}</content>
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    <title>O.o Could we get our house converted into an Ark? o.O</title>
    <published>2004-03-04T21:25:48Z</published>
    <updated>2004-03-04T21:27:39Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Our creek(s!) running ;)</lj:music>
    <content type="html">Okay, &lt;b&gt;NOW&lt;/b&gt; there is a &lt;b&gt;river&lt;/b&gt; in our backyard (when I say backyard, you must understand that we have a 5 acre back yard!). It's totally &lt;i&gt;flowing&lt;/i&gt;. Elijah was just out there floating down the creek (the *new* creek) in our backyard! We are all *so* amazed! If I had a digital camera I would take pics for you all, but I don't. :) I wish you could see it though!!! What makes this all the more interesting is that this new creek is about 30 feet from our house, and the real creek (which looks like white water rapids right now!!!) is nearly 50 feet from our house. Scary!!!!! We are rather nervous, as you can imagine, since we’re hoping it won’t flood our house (it’s suppose to rain through the night) :/ But I must admit, we’re all pretty excited too!  :) I guess Hannah told you all that we went out to play in it earlier (when it wasn’t quite so high) which was sooo fun! But freeeezing! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, wait! I just looked and we now have &lt;b&gt;2&lt;/b&gt; new creeks in our backyard!!!! The first new one has totally merged with our normal one, making our normal creek, like, 50 feet wide!!!!! And this is about 20 feet from our house!!!!!!! Whaaa!!!!! :)))))))))))))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the rain keeps coming and coming...</content>
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    <title>Do this for me?</title>
    <published>2004-02-15T17:14:37Z</published>
    <updated>2004-02-15T17:14:37Z</updated>
    <content type="html">.♥.&lt;br /&gt;Hi guys!&lt;br /&gt;   Could you all please sign &lt;a href="http://www.cfra.info/31/petition.asp?RID=5409063"&gt;&lt;b&gt;this&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;? It's a petition against homosexual marriages. &lt;br /&gt;If you just uncheck that box where it says "Please email me periodic updates on family issues." They will not send you anything! So don't worry about spam. :)&lt;br /&gt;Sorry to bug you (but this is just really important!) :]&lt;br /&gt;Thanks!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;◦€ h l o é◦</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:avoyage:22347</id>
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    <title>avoyage @ 2004-01-09T09:55:00</title>
    <published>2004-01-09T15:55:32Z</published>
    <updated>2004-01-09T15:55:32Z</updated>
    <content type="html">I do not know how to start so I will just say this; a little while ago my aunt called in tears and told me this in tears; my grandpa has cancer. Really badly. He had cancer a few years ago, but has been taking a medicine that helped but has now worn off. He has cancer different spots on his back and bones. They have been planning on coming back to the states (they’re the one’s that are missionaries in Brazil), so their house is on the market and I think someone is interested. We were very excited when we heard that they would finally be coming back, since we barely know them, but now it looks as if he only has a few months to live. Some close friends to them and us have offered our family money to fly down their and help them pack, but I think we are going to ask another uncle and his son to go. We just found all this out within the hour from an e-mail from Grandpa. A great blessing was that he continued to praise God and praise God throughout his e-mail. Please pray for them and all of the family. Thank you.</content>
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    <title>avoyage @ 2004-01-03T19:41:00</title>
    <published>2004-01-04T01:46:12Z</published>
    <updated>2004-01-04T01:47:12Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Once again. And so soon, too. My friends list has been cut. It's now down to 7, which is rather small considering my sister and myself. But I am somehow glad. I've given all my reasons before. My reason now is mostly that I want to have real relationships that my family are involved in, and I want only what is in no way a waste of time in the futures light. Time is also a big issue. I hope you all will understand. :)</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:avoyage:20446</id>
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    <title>Please read this...</title>
    <published>2003-12-22T21:19:33Z</published>
    <updated>2003-12-22T21:37:44Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Oh.My.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You would not believe what I just did. You do not know how bad I feel about it. You don't want to know what it is either. But I'll tell you because it's important. I just went from having 44 people on my friends list to now, where I only have 13.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I could go on and on apologizing forever to all you who got taken off, but first I should tell you just &lt;i&gt;why&lt;/i&gt; I did this.&lt;br /&gt;Here are a few reasons;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;I have been spending &lt;i&gt;way&lt;/i&gt; to much time to livejournal. It takes hours out of my day where I could be doing other things. There's this saying that goes something like this, "Sometimes the good is the enemy of the best". In other words, we can be so caught up in what's good that we don't strive for the best. I want to strive for the best.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt; What is the "best"? I want to devote so much more time to God and my family. These are big growing years for me, and I do &lt;b&gt;not&lt;/b&gt; want to look back and regret all the time I spent on livejournal pursuing shallow relationships with girls I probably will never really get to know in this lifetime. (Understand, I'm not saying you girls are shallow, I'm just saying that usually our relationships were pretty shallow.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;My family has been noticing how distracted I have been from our life at home. This has caused quite a few tense situations in our home which I would prefer to avoid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt; In "real life" I wouldn't normally have 44 friends that I have deep and lasting friendships with.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One thing I want you all to know is that I have enjoyed getting to know all of you &lt;b&gt;sooo much!&lt;/b&gt; You are all such dear Christian girls, and it was very hard for me to take each of you off! Really it was! &lt;br /&gt;If any of you whom I have taken off would like to keep reading my journal (for what reason I can't imagine), &lt;i&gt;please&lt;/i&gt; tell me! It won't hurt adding a few people back! ;)&lt;br /&gt;     I love you all and may God bless you! I will miss you! &lt;br /&gt;                Warm hugs and a wave good bye from,&lt;br /&gt;                        ::}Chloe{::&lt;br /&gt;P.S. This is a public entry.&lt;br /&gt;P.P.S. My friends page looks so empty. Whaaa!!!&lt;br /&gt;P.P.P.S. I just might add some of you back in the future (possibly).&lt;br /&gt;P.P.P.P.S. To those of you who survived Chloe's Infamous Friends List Chop, and are still on my list, don't feel as if you have to read my journal entries. I kept most of you on because I didn't want to miss any of &lt;b&gt;your&lt;/b&gt; entries. :)&lt;br /&gt;P.P.P.P.P.S. And to all you who were more unfortunate in The Chop, a sincere "I'm sorry" and a fond "Farewell"</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:avoyage:14030</id>
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    <title>avoyage @ 2003-11-29T20:20:00</title>
    <published>2003-11-30T02:35:52Z</published>
    <updated>2003-11-30T02:35:52Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Welp. I've done it. I just did the thing I thought I would never do. I trimmed my friends list. :| Not very much, mind you, but I still feel bad for doing it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If any of you (whom I have taken off) would like back on, just say so! :)&lt;br /&gt;This is a public entry.</content>
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    <title>Psalm 91</title>
    <published>2003-10-23T13:46:50Z</published>
    <updated>2003-10-23T13:46:50Z</updated>
    <content type="html">He that dwelleth in the secret place of the most High shall abide under the shadow of the Almighty.  &lt;br /&gt;I will say of the LORD, He is my refuge and my fortress: my God; in him will I trust.  &lt;br /&gt;Surely he shall deliver thee from the snare of the fowler, and from the noisome pestilence.  He shall cover thee with his feathers, and under his wings shalt thou trust: his truth shall be thy shield and buckler. &lt;br /&gt; Thou shalt not be afraid for the terror by night; nor for the arrow that flieth by day;  Nor for the pestilence that walketh in darkness; nor for the destruction that wasteth at noonday.  &lt;br /&gt;A thousand shall fall at thy side, and ten thousand at thy right hand; but it shall not come nigh thee.  Only with thine eyes shalt thou behold and see the reward of the wicked.  &lt;br /&gt;Because thou hast made the LORD, which is my refuge, even the most High, thy habitation; There shall no evil befall thee, neither shall any plague come nigh thy dwelling.  For he shall give his angels charge over thee, to keep thee in all thy ways.  They shall bear thee up in their hands, lest thou dash thy foot against a stone.  &lt;br /&gt;Thou shalt tread upon the lion and adder: the young lion and the dragon shalt thou trample under feet. &lt;br /&gt; Because he hath set his love upon me, therefore will I deliver him: I will set him on high, because he hath known my name.  He shall call upon me, and I will answer him: I will be with him in trouble; I will deliver him, and honour him.  With long life will I satisfy him, and shew him my salvation</content>
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