Half ways are...not exactly sad, but its when you reached the middle.
Now you know what was the climb like, and so the descent will be somewhat similar.
You sort of got the 'view'.
Only, if the hill you're climbing, and you don't know what's on the other side, and so when you reach the top, you're surprised, and then the anticipation is getting to it.
Now that sounds a little muddled up, right?
Think of this:
You climbed and trudged up a hill. When you reach the top you look over and Behold! its the great ocean! so you run with lighter feet to get down to the water and waves....
And this is what I think about when we reach the 15th Of Ramadhan. the anticipation of the climb we have indeed begun, now we're at the top, and Eid is in sight. Its just downhill now, and the ocean is our reward, a blessed day of -Eid ul Fitr.
But what a wonderful month.
Divine surely.
And how many times will I wish? year after year that I spend it in a divine place?
My climb will be anticipating the travel, the packing, the flying, the first sight, the first call to prayer, the first prayer, the first day, the first night, the second day, the second night, the third day...there will be no halfway, just continous soaring in the blessed lands of the Ancient House of the One God and the Mosque of the greatest man, Our Prophet Muhammad Sallalahu alayhi wa sallam. Peace, Peace & PEACE.
'God Bless'