Not only are your quilts a gift of love and comfort, the recipient was being thought of with every stitch, so you gave yourself a gift, too. I had a similar string of "coincidences" when I made lap quilts for my dad and grandmother, both of whom passed within a year of receiving them. When my sister was battling alcoholism I almost lost touch with her, then decided to make her a quilt to let her know how much she meant to me. When she received it she finally called me (laughing!). She said she realized that she better get help because she had received "The Lap Quilt of Death". We renamed it "the lap quilt of hope", and have had a lot of laughs about how it broke the ice between us. So keep quilting, giving and loving.