Hajj is not the end of the road; it is a beginning. The beginning of living lighter, with a softer heart and kinder eyes toward the world. Perhaps that is why longing for Hajj is not merely longing for a place—it is yearning for that state of purity experienced in that sacred land.

I miss the moment when your eyes first fall upon the Kaaba and your supplication is answered. The tears that flow without permission. The promise whispered inside: I will return better than I came.

The obligatory Hajj is a journey that calls every longing heart. And how difficult it is to know the invitation exists… yet the moment of your arrival has not come.