It is with great sorrow that I sit here and write this entry. Yesterday, Alexander began a new journey. Last week, the doctors informed us that the continued stress on his lungs has put increased pressure on his heart. Simply put, his heart had been compensating for what his lungs has been unable to do. Over the past six months, his heart has been working hard, but now the pressures on his heart had become too high. On Friday, after a long talk with the doctors, we were told that these pressures could not continue for more than a few weeks. We (his father and I) spent all weekend with him. We spend many hours holding him and smiling with him. He had a wonderful few days. Yesterday, his heart rate began to drop. He was telling us that it was his time to go. He didn't suffer. He was surrounded by many who loved him including his mom, dad, sister, grandma, grandpa, and nurses. After some time in our arms, he let us know that it was ok... and he left to begin his new journey. It all happened very quickly, and knowing that he didn't suffer is the most important thing to us all.