When things begin to feel normal, some of the meaning departs, if we're not careful. I remember when I first heard the Creed sung in a church I visited. It was a defining moment in my life and tears came to my eyes. I found an mp3 of it on the Internet and played it over and over. When I began praying my prayer rule, I carefully read the words of the Creed. I thought it was much to long to ever commit to memory. After a few years, I discovered that I had, in fact, memorized the Creed. Now I can rattle it off like a nursery rhyme and if I'm not careful, it has just as much meaning to me as a nursery rhyme. So while I have gained normalcy, I have lost something, too.
In other words, cherish these days when it all still seems a little strange.