I've watched the Nashville Pride celebrations this weekend with a full heart and unspeakable joy... But on the same day I was overcome with overwhelming love, I also watched as our president gave a heart-rending eulogy for an honorable man, Reverend Clementa Pinckney, murdered in his place of worship because of his race. There came another report of an unarmed Black man shot in Baltimore. And still the bickering about the Confederate flag continues with a terrifying fervor. Can I wrap my head and my heart around both the love and the frustration I feel today? I'm struggling.