Suddenly, everything feels like a blessing. Hugging casual acquaintances, grocery shopping without fear and planning a trip all feel so decadent that I often wonder if I’m worthy of any of it. Forget water into wine; in less than a year, scientists developed a lifesaving medical marvel that sent death rates plummeting. We’re living through a modern miracle. I want to grovel at the feet of every doctor, nurse, lab assistant and scientist for giving us back these privileges after what felt like an unending season of incalculable deprivation and loss. Sure, we’re nowhere near herd immunity. But in an individualistic, me-first country like the United States, I’m shocked and thrilled we’ve even made it this far. Being vigilant about the inequality in what and whom we lost is crucial. Still, have we taken enough time to appreciate this relatively normal summer we’re about to experience for the enormous win that it truly is? There are grounds, I say, for unequivocal celebration.