Call 767 : V FOR VACATION

Hello Son. 

 

Monday, August 4

 

Mom went to the school in the morning,

about 9 am, gave the teachers some instructions,

and came back to the condo to pick Dad up.

 

So that's our usual weekday routine now.

 

Haha.

 

It was around 10 am, when Mom picked Dad

at our condo. 

 

Today, we would go to the Pavilion Mall at 

Bukit Jalil.

 

 

 

 

 

Mom was at the wheel.

 

When we were along Old Klang Road, 

at one point, we stopped at the red lights.

 

There was this white car in front of us with the

number plate WVG 6661.

 

Mom said with a laugh,

"666 ... my birthday ... (June 66)"

 

Dad responded casually, "61 is mine,

yours and mine ..."

 

Pause.

 

What?

 

Ohh.

 

Right right ... 1966 is Mom's birthyear,

and 1961 is Dad's. 

 

So, 6661. 

 

We are still st the red lights.

 

Just as Mom reached for her handphone, the 

lights turned green.

 

The white car in front of us started to drive away.

 

Mom frantically scrolled her handphone for the 

camera. LOL.

 

Ahh. Click!

 

 

  

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

So far behind. 

 

Mom stepped on the accelerator, her hands 

resting above the wheel, with the camera in focus.

 

Can you picture that? 

 

Dad said, "Don't do that ..."

 

Mom ignored. 

 

She was on a mission.

 

Ahh. Click!

 

Hehe.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Better?

 

Well, guess you just have to zoom in. 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Mom said with a laugh, "We Vacation Going ..."

 

Dad chuckled. 

 

Dad and Mom are currently busy planning 

their Europe trip in 2 month's time.

 

Of course you would know that your parents 

would be going for a vacation soon. 

 

 

  

 

 

You were with us. 

 

That was a ZAP ZAP connection, for sure.

 

Morning, Dad and Mom ...

 

Morning, Son ...

 

 

 

 

At the mall, we stopped by Nanyang for

a light breakfast. Dad and Mom shared

a set of half-boiled eggs and one tall glass

of iced milk tea with no sugar. 

 

We were going for a buffet steamboat 

in a bit, for lunch. 

 

When we were done with our eggs and drink,

Mom took out her Adventure Scrapbook. 

Dad bought that book for Mom to journal

our Europe trip. You would have seen your

mother busy decorating her new scrapbook

with stickers, and writing names of cities

your parents would soon visit. 

 

Topic of the day?

 

Florence and VESPA. 

 

Haha.

 

 

 

 

 

 About an hour later, we left the cafe.

 

Dad and Mom were going do our 10,000 steps

before lunch.

 

Grin.

 

So, we were walking around, one full floor to the next.

 

So at one point, we passed this Bonsai tree exhibition.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Mom said, "Daniel-Son and his bonsai tree ..."

 

In Karate Kid, the movie (1984).

 

 

 

Ralph Macchio played Daniel LaRusso 

(Daniel-san) in the movie.

 

1984

 

One of Mom's very favourite movies during 

her college year.

 

Strange.

 

1984

 

19  8  4

 

8  8  4

 

44 44 4

 

Hmm. That's a whole lot of angel numbers, 

if you ask Mom. 

 

CoiniDANS?

 

Nothing is ever a coincidence.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

At the point of writing this call, Mom checked 

the time the photos were taken.

 

1335

 

12

 

Decode : 21 

 

ZAP ZAP ZAP!!! 

 

 

Pause. 

 

Wait a minute.

 

Look at the date. 

 

Monday, 4 August, 2025 

 

Monday, 1st day of the week : 

So, that's 1.

 

 

1   4   8   2025

 

1   4   8   4   5

 

1   4   4   4   4   5

 

4   4   4   4   4   

 

Oh Wow!

 

Impressive.

 

Incredible.

 

You were clearly with us, Daniel-Son.

 

Mum had an unexplained smugness 

on her face. LOL.

 

 

 

 

 

 We went for lunch about 2:30 pm.

 

 All - You - Can - Buffet Steamboat.

 

You are aware right, that Mom and Dad

are now on a Carnivore diet.

 

Since September last year.

 

Mom's arthritic and joint pains are gone.

 

No more floaters in her eyes.

 

Flatulence is a thing in the past.

 

So anyway, we only asked for beef, lamb 

and chicken. 

 

 

 

 

About 12 trays. 

 

We had breakfast earlier, so we didn't eat as much

as we normally do, which is around 16 - 18 trays

of meat. 

 

Grin. 

 

On our cheat sheet, we ate watermelon 

and Dad had his ice cream. 

 

 

 

 

After lunch, we walked around the mall.

 

Half an hour later, we went to our favourite 

coffee shop. 

 

We shared a cup of coffee.

 

Yeah, Dad and Mom have to have a hot cup

of bitter milky coffee before we go home.

 

From Park's Bagel cafe. 

 

 

 

Mom chose a nice table by the corner.

 

Dad went to get the coffee. 

 

A few minutes later, Dad came back to the table.

Putting the receipt and our order-number down, 

Dad said with a grin, 

 

"I'm -- number -- two."

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

See the total.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Flashback memories of Justine and you when 

you both were very young then. 

 

Preschool age.

 

Justine would say, she's number one 

(as in the older sibling) and you would 

immediately follow with an earnest and proud

acknowledgment, 
 

"I'm number two!" 

 

Your parents exchanged a knowing smile, as 

sweet memories appeared. 

 

 

The total amount is : 12.10

 

1210

 

Decode : 4

 

ZAP ZAP !!

 

 

Not only that, but check out the time.

 

15:44

 

Decode : 4 4 4  

 

That's you written all over.

 

ZAP ZAP ZAP!!! 

 

 

 

 

 

You were clearly with us in the cafe, Daniel.

 

Mom knows. 

 

Happy, knowing smile.

 

So anyway, Dad and Mom continued with our 

Europe planning.

 

With the help of AI, planning an itinerary for]

each city in Europe is not as difficult as Mom 

thought is would be. 

 

Plan. Plan. Plan.

 

Google. 

 

Search. 

 

Check.

 

Not long after  ...

 

It was about 4:30 pm.

 

 

 

 

Yikes!

 

Time to go home if we do not want to be 

caught in the after-office traffic jam. 

 

We packed up and made our way to the car park.

 

At the car park .... 

 

as we were walking towards our car, Mom stopped

abruptly ... when she saw this!

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

O

 

M

 

G

 

Seriously, 

 

what 

 

are 

 

the 

 

chances???

 

A 777 beside our car? (Our car is the brown 718) 

 

Mom pointed out to Dad, "OMG! See??? 777 right

beside our car. Son is telling us he's right beside us."

 

He is always right beside us, Mom correctly softly

and knowingly in her heart. 

 

777

 

Decode : 21

 

ZAP ZAP ZAP !!!

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

At the point of writing this paragraph, Mom checked

the time the eviDANS was taken. 

 

1705

 

13

 

Decode : 4

 

Your angel number. 

 

Happy, happy smile. 

 

Let's see : VHT???

 

Ummm ...

 

The Happy Vacation???

 

Haha. We started our day with a Vacation

sign and ended up with the same word.

 

Incredible.

 

Awesome.

 

Seriously, how do you do it, Daniel? 

 

 

 

 

 

That evening, Mom was at the sofa in our living room.

 

She was listening to Dr Anthony Chaffee.

 

After the video, Mom turned back to the 

YouTube selection and immediately noticed a movie 

that she thought would be nice to watch for the night.

  

That movie stood out, for some reason. 

 

 

 

At first glance. Mom thought that guy was 

Ryan Gosling. 

  

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

It wasn't.

 

The title was enticing.

 

Mom decided to watch that movie.

 

Before long, a scene came on that made your

mother sit --- right --- up.

 

O

 

M

 

G.

 

 

You don't say. 

 

 

 

 

What???

 

Can it be any clearer?

  

21???

 

Gosh. Seriously. 

 

What are the chances???

 

Of all numbers the lead guy could have worn,

it had to be 21???

 

You really are with Mom all the time, aren't you,

Daniel? 

 

All -- the -- time.

 

Thank you, Jesus and Mama Mary for the special

connection. Mom is so grateful. 

 

You must have whispered to Mom, because suddenly,

 

Mom "received the message." 

Mom quickly sent Dad a text.

 

 

Dad was just outside in the living room, but Mom did

 

not want to leave the TV.  LOL.

 

 

 

Mom texted, "21 says nothing is impossible." 

 

 

 

Pause.

 

Ponder on that line, will you please?

 

That was awesome.

 

Super awesome. 

 

Mom loves all our little chats.

 

Ah, by the way, at the time of writing, 

it suddenly dawned on Mom that 

"I am number 2" ... 

like how you would stick out 2 fingers to 

show number 2 ... 

 

 

 

 

 

Well, isn't that a V???

 

Oh boy. That revelation takes Mom 

to a whole new level now. 

Chuckle.

 

You were with us from the beginning of 

the day, till the end. The 2 cars, the 2 Vs. 

Plus all the ZAPs in between.

 

What a wonderful day we had, Son.

 

 

 

 

Will leave you be for a bit.

 

Keep the ZAPS coming. 

 

Hugs & kisses,

xoxo 

Mom 

 

CALL 766 : AUNTY HEX

Hello Son, 

 

Saturday, August 2

 

This morning, Mom was going to 

pick Aunty Hex (let's just call her that, 

shall we?) from her apartment, and we 

were going to a nearby cafe for

breakfast. Mom had told aunty the day 

before that Mom would get aunty at 9 am.

 

 

 

 

 

 

Early in the morning,  at about 745 am, Mom 

down to the pool. Dad was still sleeping. 

 

At the door, as Mom was unlocking and then 

locking back, she listened to the song 

LET IT BE that was coming from the 

neighbour's place. 

 

How strange, Mom thought. 

 

The day before, (on Friday) ...

when Justine, Dad and Mom were on our way 

to the mall at 1030am, we had to turn back to

the condo because Dad said he forgot to take

Mom's Europe Trip bag. We were going to

Coffee Bean to continue our planning for Dad 

and Mom's Europe trip and Justine wanted to 

do some work. At the condo porch, Mom went

up to our home. Approaching our door, she heard

the song LET IT BE playing softly from the 

neighbour's house. 

 

Mom went in, got her Europe trip bag, hurried out, 

locked the door, took the lift down, and half-ran 

to our car.

 

As she got in the car, Mom said, 

"LET IT BE was playing from Val's house."

(Val is the neighbour) 

 

Dad heard.

 

Justine heard.

 

Just know for the moment that Dad and Justine

heard what Mom said. LET IT BE was playing.

Mom caught the song in time. Two minutes 

earlier or later, she would have missed it.

 

So that was Friday morning,

 

It was kinda strange, that on Saturday morning,

the next day, as she was going to the pool,

she heard that LET IT BE song again.

 

Strange because, as long as we have been living

at the condo with this same neighbour,  and that's like

30 years already almost, Mom has NEVER heard

LET IT BE playing in that house.

 

NEVER.

 

And now suddenly, on 2 consecutive days, she hears

that song? Had she  chose to go down to the pool a few

minutes earlier or later, she would not have heard the

song.

 

Mom was meant to hear it.

 

LET IT BE.

 

Let It Be and Mom have come a long way. 

 

Way, way, way back when Mom was a 2nd year 

Law student in the UK. At one point, before her

year end exams, Mom had played LET IT BE 

(the Ferry Aid version at the time of the Zeebrugge 

disaster) over and over and over again for like

many, many hours. 

  

 

 

 

 

Okay. So anyway. Back to the story.

 

Mom went down to the pool. 

 

Your mother had the pool all to herself.

 

She took her time to do her laps.

 

 

 

 

Splish.

 

Splash.

 

Splosh.

  

48

 

49

 

50 

 

Ahhh. 

 

Wonderful. 

 

The exercise.

 

The stretching.

 

Always refreshing, 

 

Mom's pool day. 

 

 

 

 

Back at home, your mother glanced at 

the clock as she got in. 

 

It was 8:25am.

 

Mom sent Aunty Hex a quick text :

 

"Pick u 9 am." (08:28) 

 

Mom sent Aunty a reminder before going to the 

bathroom to take her shower. 

 

Aunty Hex replied immediately :

 

"Already downstairs." (08:29)

 

What? So early? Mom thought. Oh well,

let Aunty enjoy the fresh air out of her

rented small room. Good for her.

 

 

 

So anyway, at 08:55, Mom was on 

her way to Aunty Hex's apartment.

 

Your mother arrived a few minutes after

9am. Aunty Hex got into the the car

and we were on our way to the cafe 

nearby ... about 5 minutes away.

 

Okay ... so a little reminder about Aunty Hex. 

 

She 's having memory issues.

 

Memory lapses.

 

Dementia, some say.

 

 

 

 

 

Mom will not go into the details.

 

Suffice to say, each time your Mom is with

Aunty, Mom notices the deterioration of her

memory. 

 

It's 

 

just 

 

not 

 

getting 

 

better.

 

Example, Aunty was walking around the

supermarket ... after breakfast ... and putting

items she took right into her personal hand 

carrier instead of the supermarket's trolley or 

basket. Two guards were following her, and 

of course Aunty was oblivious to what was 

happening around her. Good thing, Mom 

intervened on time. You must have whispered

to Mom.

 

Then she would ask the same questions,

again and again.

 

Her personality is also changing.

 

 

  

 

It is difficult for us to see Aunty like that.

 

Mom sent Aunty back at 1030am. It wasn't 

a nice feeling when we parted. 

 

Mom was annoyed.

 

Aunty was like - almost angry.  

 

It was just - awkward. 

 

 

 

 

Tension in the car.

 

Words exchanged that cannot be taken back.

 

Wait. 

 

Let's re-phrase that.

 

Cannot be taken back but can be forgotten, 

Mom hopes, with Aunty's failing memory.

 

Aunty doesn't remember much these days.

 

Just be patient, and talk to her like you would 

a child.

 

 

 

 

 

Mom had to switch off.

 

Mom had a prior appointment with Aunty Diana

at 11 am. We were taking Dylan and Ryan to 

Coffee Bean to do some work.

 

So for the rest of the evening, Mom was busy

with Dylan's Year 5 Science.

 

Haha.

 

 

 

Afternoon passed.

 

Evening came. 

 

We left the mall about 430pm.

 

Back at home ...

 

Mom was chilling on the sofa, 

going through Youtube videos

of Paris and Italy trips.

 

It was about 7:30 pm, when Mom

received a text from Aunty Hex.

 

Mom did not checked the text 

immediately. She didn't want to 

put herself into that mode. She really

doesn't like herself when she's in

that mode. Mom has decided that Aunty

really doesn't bring out the best in Mom.

 

Haha. 

 

Is that a good reason for our constant, um,

disconnection?

 

 

 

An hour later, Mom found herself taking her 

handphone into the bedroom. Plonking 

herself on the bed, she scrolled down to Aunty's

text.

 

Oh, Aunty sent a video.

 

Mom clicked on it.

 

 

 

 

 

O

 

M

 

G 

 

 

Say what???

 

Unbelievable!!!

 

LET IT BE???

 

Of all the videos Aunty Hex could have 

sent Mom, Aunty sent LET IT BE.

 

Is there a message for Mom?

 

So random.

 

Friday morning : Let It Be.

 

Saturday morning : Let It Be.

 

Saturday evening : Let It Be, again??? 

 

Is the message not loud and clear???

 

Let her be?

 

Is that it?

 

Or maybe Mother Mary knows Dad and

Mom will be going to Lourdes to visit

her grotto after 16 years, since we last

went there with you.

 

Ryan is here, Son.

 

Need to do some work with him now.

 

Okay okay, tell Mother Mary Mom will

let Aunty Hex be. Lol.

 

Stay close and keep the ZAPS coming.

 

xoxo.

Mom 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

CALL 765 : ST CHRISTOPHER

Hello Son, 

 

Friday, August 1

 

So on Friday morning, your sister Justine, 

Dad and Mom attended the morning mass 

at St Francis Xavier Church at 6:15 am.

 

 

 

Justine was not working on that Friday.

 

Since she would be working during the

weekend, we are now attending masses

during her off days. 

 

We were about 5 minutes early.

 

Mass has not started.

 

Mom walked to the middle row of the 

pews, towards the center. 

 

Mom sat down. 

 

Justine, who was walking behind her,

signaled to sit on that last bench on the left.

 

Here is a simple diagram for better clarity.

 

Draw when you are out of words. Hah. 

 

 

 

Mom quickly got up and followed your sister.

 

Justine genuflected and moved into that last pew.

 

Followed by Mom and then, Dad.

 

Mass started. All stood up.

 

O

 

M

 

G

 

What??

 

What's that?

 

It was right in front of Mom's eyes.

 

Mom left her handphone in the car.

 

Leaning over to Dad, Mom whispered,

as she pointed to the engraving on the 

pew before her, 

 

"Take a photo of this ..." 

 

Dad turned to look, before reaching for

his handphone and clicked.

   

 

 

 

 

The name "Chris" was clearly engraved into 

the pew.

 

Pause.

 

You would have seen your mother chuckling

to herself. 

 

(Memory rewinding back)

 

Recently, Dylan lost his History book. He was 

very sure he last saw it on his bed, because he

was studying for his test the night before - 

on his bed.

 

Aunty Diana said she helped him look for the

book - everywhere she could think of - in the 

house.

 

None.

 

No History book found. 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Mom said to look in between the 2 beds (Dylan

and Ryan's beds were attached together) or 

under the bed or under the mattress or behind  

the heardboard. 

 

After 2 weeks of not being able to find it, Aunty

Diana said she would have to order for a new

book. 

 

Mom was not so keen to get a new book, because

Mom has done quite a bit of work with Dylan, and

we have underlined important information and 

written answers to questions in that book. 

 

We would have to do so much work all over again,

if we got a new book. Oh, did Mom mention that she

is helping Dylan in his History? He was getting

bad results for that subject, but right after Mom 

started to do some revision work with him, he actually

scored A for the last 2 semester tests. 

 

Yup, you heard right! 

 

Since Mom intervened. His grades jumped from below

sea level to - A. 

 

Ah-hem.

 

Excuse me.

 

Enough said. Haha. 

 

So it was good sense to just 

FIND - THAT - BOOK

and not buy a new one.

 

Mom sent an audio to Aunty Diana :

 

"Call on St Christopher to help Dylan 

find that book."

 

(Yes, Mom still recalls how you called out

to St Christopher in a sin-song manner to help

you look for Dad's tumdrive when you dropped

it in a football field - and St Christopher led you

to it! It was amazing! Since then, Mom would 

always call upon St Christopher when she is unable

to locate her things. He never disappoints!) 

 

So apparently, Aunty Diana played Mom's 

audio-text and Ryan overheard it. 

 

Aunt D told Mom, "Ryan heard your message and

he said aloud, St Lai-Christopher, make Dylan's

book come out ..."

 

 

 

 

Ryan's surname :

 

Ryan Lai Christoper (Lai being Aunty D's surname

and Christopher, Uncle Christopher's name)

 

The book did not appear immediately.

 

A day or two later, when Aunty D said she would 

have to order a new book, Dylan said, "No need, I

found the book!"

 

What???

 

Where???

 

Dylan said it was on his study table, near his computer.

 

Strange.

 

He is always on his computer and he did not see it?

 

Aunty D said she checked his table several times, 

and the book was not there.

 

Mom replied smugly, "It's St Christoper ..." 

 

The next day, Aunty D casually mentioned, 

St Christopher is not the patron for lost things.

It's actually St Anthony."

 

Haha yeah ...

 

Mom is aware.

 

Mom said, ever since Mom heard Daniel called

upon St Christopher (especially in that sing-song way)

at that football field, way back when you were with us,

that saint's name has stuck with her. Besides, if you 

call upon St Christoper for help, he's not likely gonna 

say :

 

Hey Anthony, call for help. Missing item. Get on it.

Your problem. Not mine. 

 

 

 

 

St Christopher will just help you find your misplaced

thing.

 

Always.

 

He has always helped Mom. 

 

So the next day, when Mom saw Ryan, Mom said, 

"See Ryan, you called St Christopher to help you 

look for Dylan's book, and you see right, the book 

suddenly appears. St Christopher didn't make it 

appear immediately, but once you call him, 

you will find your missing thing."

 

Yup, before you know it. 

 

 

 

 

Back to church.

 

Mom was grinning from ear to ear.

 

She was gonna sit in the middle aisle.

 

Justine pointed to that side aisle.

 

Of all the names that could have been, 

and there's a ka-zillion names out there,

it has to be one that is connected to Mom's

experience.

 

Chris ... engraved clearly on the church pew. 

  

Mom thought out loud,

"You must have whispered to your sister

to move to this pew ..."

 

Then, before she knew it, she saw the 

ZAP ZAP ZAP!

 

O

 

M

 

G

 

Mom whispered urgently to Dad.

 

"Take a photo of that guy in front. He's 

wearing a ZAP shirt."

 

The flash sign.

 

 

 

Can you see the ZAP ZAP flash pattern on the blue

shirt? 

 

LOL.

 

You would have whispered to Mom.

 

"See blue shirt in front, Ma. ZAP."

 

That guy has been sitting right there since mass started

and Mom did not even notice him, let alone his ZAP

shirt. 

 

Timing is everything.

 

How do you do it, Daniel?

 

Keep the ZAPs coming.

 

Will have to stop here for a bit. 

 

The maid is coming over. 

 

Hugs and kisses.

 

x0x0

Mom