My Superpower

Superman flies.

Spiderman swings.

The Invisible Man, well, invisibles.

But I? I have the greatest superpower of all

I call the snow days.

It's the only time I'm glad to hear the phone ring at 5:15 a.m. because I  know it's probably the snow day decision-maker on the other end.

"Let's call it. We don't want people out in white-out conditions."

So I send out an e-mail to all of our students and to the grown-ups who work with those students.

"Our Small College will be closed today. Stay safe and warm."

I call the local radio station, and let our buddy the newsguy spread the word. I call the television stations, give them the super-secret passwords and know several hundred people have just smiled happily and snuggled back under their blankets. Then I snuggle back under my own blankets.

Later, much later, after I've brewed my first cappuccino of the day and settled down (still in my robe) to check my e-mail, I open a response to that 5:32 a.m. message I'd sent out. It's from a casual acquaintance on campus.

"I love you a lot today.  More than usual."

Greatest. Superpower. Ever.