When I think of spirit my first thought is high school cheer leading. "We've got spirit, yes we do. We've got spirit. How 'bout you?" No, I wasn't a cheerleader--more of a goofy nerd who was just trying to find her way like everyone else. But that wasn't what I was aiming for with this little quilt. Instead, I meant the spirit inside that longs to fly with grace and beauty. Sometimes I'm not sure if I've really come that far from those days longer ago than I really want to admit. Other times, I feel much more confident with myself. But most of the time, I think, I'm just too busy to worry about it much. For now I will just ride this roller coaster and pray the screams are for joy.