When my mom found out she had cancer my sister and I spent hours at doctor offices and at the hospital. She would crochet and I would knit.
After a long hard battle with cancer my mom passed away and the knitting and crocheting brought back too many sad memories so my sister suggested we try quilting. Now I bring handwork to my dads when I visit in the evenings ( to keep him company ). My sister has made a few quilts, but is now back to crocheting, I on the other hand can't get enough quilting. It is my therapy and keeps me happy.