I'm a 17th century re-enactor and my thing is embroidery.
The handhold bit...I've been working on something for almost six years. It's seen me through two (RL) jobs, three contracts, a house move, my dad's death, my mother-in-law's death, my old lady cat's death, kittens....
It's very special to me. Hundreds of members of the public have stroked it and looked for the bugs and beasties in the pattern and opened the little three-dimensional bits of work: children have drawn on the pattern for me, strangers have worked a few stitches on it for me.
And it's finished. It's done. It's lovely, but it's...complete. It's an artefact now, a thing that you look at, not a piece of ongoing work.
I feel a little bit lost.