Miller is somewhat sedated right now. Last night he was awake enough to eat a little and love on Frankie for a bit, and we are so incredibly grateful for that moment. Those small glimpses of “normal” feel like gifts. My parents, Nana Cindy and Rick and his siblings also got to visit this weekend. 
The ICU doctor today said that he sounds better than he did yesterday. We’re holding onto that. 
I won’t pretend this is easy. One of the pulmonologists told me that even if he is listed, she doesn’t believe he would make it to transplant. There have been many other comments that have felt just as disheartening.
But here’s what I know.
I have watched Miller prove people wrong before. I have watched him fight when statistics and opinions said otherwise. And ultimately, God is the final decision maker — not a committee, not a prognosis, not a prediction.
So yes, I am overwhelmed.
Yes, I am hopeful.
Yes, I am scared.
And somehow, I am comforted all at the same time.
I am deeply thankful that I know God’s truth. I’m clinging tightly to it, even while this World keeps coming at us from every angle.
Tomorrow there will be a meeting to further discuss whether Miller will be listed. From my understanding, that conversation was delayed for testing that they now say isn’t needed. 
We desperately need your prayers covering that room — wisdom, courage, clarity, and favor.
I promise to update you when I know more.
Stay prayed up. It’s a wild ride. #mightyMiller
#butGod
#keepgoing
For those that have asked how to help, my Venmo is @mrsMirandaGriffith
Thank you all. A million times over, thank you.
Edited to add: Miller is not well enough to go home. He is on too much respiratory support.
