I have a crocheted afghan that my mother and GM made for me when I was 12. I decided I didn't like it at 19, and took it back home to mum. I am so glad that I left it at home until AFTER my house burnt down, and it is now on my sons bed in winter, or on the couch when he is not feeling well. It has woll from just about every jumper knitted in my family from those years. I love it, and I snuggle into when I am in need of comfort. It is like having their arms around me.
And I love that quilt - those colours are great. :-D