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730 days

My dad passed away two years ago today – 730 days.

730 – The number of times he attended games, meets, tournaments, performances, and graduations.
730 – The number of times he went hunting and fishing with his friends and family.
730 – The number of Double Chocolate-Double Malted Shakes and Rootbeer Floats ordered when he took us for ice cream.
730 – The number of times he would sneak table scraps to the dog while telling us not to.

730 minutes – How long he could spend working in the yard in a day.
730 – The number of times he mowed a neighbor’s lawn or shoveled their sidewalk.
730 – The number of things he stored in the basement because he ‘might need it later’.
7.30 – The average number of projects he would start at your house when he came to visit.

73,000 – The number of times mom had to warn him about something he was about to do.
73.0 – The number of times he actually listened to her.
730 – The number of epic stories that resulted from him not listening to her.

7.30 minutes – How long it took him to fall asleep when watching TV.
7.30 milliseconds – How long it took him to wake up if you changed the channel.

7.30 – The average number of trees he would hit in a round of golf.
730 yards – How far he wished he could hit a golf ball.
73.0 yards – How far he actually hit the ball before he finally gave up and started driving the cart.
730 yards – How far he drove the cart before it ended up in the creek.

730 – The number of Packer Games he watched.
730 – The number of games that a ref made a bad call if it went against the Packers.
73.0 minutes – How long he could talk about the last Packer game.
73.0 milliseconds – How long it took for him to come up with a snarky comment for Vikings fans.

730 months – The approximate number of months dad was active and taught us lessons of love, compassion, self-sufficiency and the importance of caring for others.
730 weeks – The approximate number of the final weeks dad was debilitated from his MS and taught us lessons of perseverance, courage, grace and the importance of allowing others to care for you.

730 days, he’s been watching us from above.
730 days, I wish he was still with us.
730 days, I’ve missed him.
730 days.

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