I, too, had an older sister who was the "best" at everything. She became a teacher and was the best teacher. She taught me to quilt in 1992 but my quilts were never ever as good as hers. She loved me very much and would tell me mine were great. She was wonderful. But I lived in her shadow. In 2003 she died suddenly. I miss her so much. We did everything together. But, one good thing came out of her death. I feel grown up now. I was always the kid sister and was treated that way. Now, I am a grown woman and don't have to be compared to anyone anymore. I'd gladly give this up for my sister back, but there's no way to do that so I am grateful that I grew up, even if it meant having to lose my sister to do it. I don't finish quilts. I do everything except I send them out to be machine quilted and then they sit there forever waiting for me to bind them. I don't enjoy binding quilts. So I have quite a few waiting patiently for me. I might get around to it one day.