Sometimes "generations" are skipped for "various genes," interests, etc.
So some day a grandchild or special niece or nephew, may cherish these quilts.
I have my grandmother's log cabin quilt that she made by hand. Her hands were barely able to hold a needle and thread. Nothing is perfect but I love this quilt. I am the granddaughter.
My children could care less about anything I do or have. It will be someone else.
If not someone in my family, then someone will enjoy my work.
I think when I look at quilts at shows and museums, I find so much enjoyment. It gives me pleasure. Many of the quilters are long gone and no one even knows the name but their work moves on through the generations; some quilted for comfort and did not think of joyment or that others would look at the quilt as an art form.
We never know how our threads will move others.
Be true to yourself. It is not wise to try to "please others."
I am very old to be just learning this lesson. It comes hard to please myself. Not to take words personally. I think how many words I have said that I did not intentionally say to hurt someone but I did. I wish I could pull those words back.
We all grow at different stages and times. I think of how much I have changed through the years, crafts I no longer want to do. I have noticed the books, magazines, fabric that no longer appeal to me. I keep evolving. So will your daughter.