So sorry about your mother's passing. I lost my mother in 1999. She had gone in to the doctor's to get rid of that cough before winter set in, and they found cancer--a rare, extremely agressive type-- and she was gone eight days later. Found a bag in her sewing room with 14 completed log cabin blocks and all the strips cut to make her first pieced quilt. I took it home, finished it, then gave it to my Dad that year for Christmas. It healed me with every stitch.