I presented my sister-in-law with a quilt for her 70th birthday, which, thankfully, she was delighted with, but she could not understand why I do not make quilts to sell. Bearing in mind it was hand quilted and took at least ten months to complete from design to finish, I could not make her understand that this is something I could only do for someone I cared about. How do other quilters feel about their quilts? Is there a word for our addiction to this craft and the emotion it evokes in us?