Long Island mom Diana Berrent, 45, has been writing for The Post about her ordeal since testing positive for the coronavirus last week. Today, as she recovers, she considers how life will change after the COVID-19 pandemic.

I have amazing news. I am completely 100% better. You are hearing from a COVID-19 survivor. I hope this news brings you some hope and gives you some faith that if you’re struggling at home right now and feeling crappy, this is what is on the other side.

My morning included an appearance on the “Today Show” and talk about Survivor Corps, a group of recovered patients who could help fight and defeat the virus. I’d never done an on-air interview before last week and haven’t left my bedroom in 14 days, but somehow, through the power of social media, my idea is becoming a reality. I am blown away.

Meanwhile, in quarantine, I’ve begun to wonder what life will look like after COVID-19. After 9/11, we learned to take off our shoes at the airport, and we got used to cramming our shampoo into tiny bottles for travel. But how will this pandemic change us as a society?

I’ve started looking back at the photos from this past New Year’s Eve with the kind of nostalgia one has for childhood and a more innocent time. To think it was only a few months ago is beyond imagination. Our world has been turned upside down, and I can’t stop thinking about how things will be different when we all eventually emerge from our at-home lockdown.

The glamorous selfies I’m used to seeing on Instagram are virtually no more. The once-vain women posting them have now turned to self-deprecating photos and comments about finally letting the world see their real hair color. No manicures. Once we are used to our new more “natural” looks, will we go back to our compulsion to Botox ourselves back to a semblance of our youth? Or will all of it seem a little irrelevant in the aftermath of this crisis?

In a matter of a week, the question has gone from, “Do you know anyone who knows anyone who has COVID-19?” to “Do you know anyone who has the virus?” to “Do you know anyone hospitalized and ventilated?” It’s only a matter of days before the question becomes, “Do you know anyone who has died?”

It’s difficult to imagine that we, as a country, can just return to normal after this. Perhaps our new normal will be a little simpler. Business trips will morph into Zoom conferences. More people may start working from home now, once they have managed to figure out the kinks.

Especially here in New York, but I suspect everywhere, there had developed a kind of braggadocio about being “busy.” Everyone was just so busy! Not anymore. We have more time on our hands than we ever knew what to do with. Maybe we will learn to be alright with not being so busy; maybe it will no longer be shorthand for proving your importance.

And will distance learning generate a new crop of college graduates who complete their degrees online? Will this time away from school teach our children some of those much-needed life skills our overeager parenting has squashed? There are so many questions.

Will the connections we have as a community, that are right now stronger than ever, although mostly online, translate back into the real world when we are again allowed to congregate and see each other in person? Will we see co-workers in a different light now that we know how they and their family were affected by this pandemic? I pray that the profound respect for teachers, medical workers, newsmakers and everyone else doing their best in what can only be kindly described as a “trying time” endures.

We’re all seeing the canals in Venice run with clear water and what even just a week or two of slowing down can do to help our crumbling environment. I hope we are able to change our habits to sustain these improvements.

We are more aware than ever of the food insecurity and inequity within our communities. Maybe we will retain the patience and perspective we are all learning and continue to see the best of people in the worst situations. Medical schools are already graduating their nurses and doctors early; perhaps the next step is to forgive the medical school student debt for these heroes on the front lines, putting their lives, and their family’s lives, in peril every single day. Each and every one of them is a hero.

I know one thing for sure: we will all be practicing much better hygiene!