The first quilt I ever made was a gift for my grandma. When she passed last fall, it was displayed in the casket with her, along with the cross-stitch pillow I made her. My 16 y/o cousin wanted them buried with her, but I kept them for the memories. She sold so many special things over her last few years, but the things I made her went to every hospital & respite home with her, so I know how much she treasured them...