My mother died 6 years ago, and my sister asked me to make a quilt in honor of our mother. As we were cleaning out her closet and such, if a clothing item appealed to her, she would set it aside. I started this quilt about a year after she died -- so it's been a UFO for 5 years now. It's really hard to pick it up and work on it since everytime I look at a piece of fabric, all the memories come rushing back. Although it's been heartbreaking at times, it's also been very good therapy.