It’s OK to feel hopeful one year after Covid-19 upended our lives

I spent last Thursday evening the same way many of us have spent uncountable hours over the course of the last 12 months: talking on a Zoom call with friends I haven't seen in person in more than a year. I'm sure you can set the scene in your mind, but if you can't: I was sitting in my pajamas, in my bedroom at my mom's house, drinking a glass of bottom-shelf white wine.