She wished she would wake up to the sound of people sweeping the snow off their doorways .. and she would walk downstairs to the kitchen, where Mom had the radio on waiting to see if the schools are closed. And yes, smell of bread warming up inside the oven...And breakfast on the table, and Mama's look on her shoulders as she kept eating,

And Mama's love. Incomparable love of hers. Matchless & especial.