The first quilts I made were for the grandchildren, of course, and I told their parents that the kids were to use them. What does Daddy do?? Hangs them on the wall. I give my quilts to be used and burped on and whatever else comes it's way.
I also made a quilt for my Mom. When she passed away and was cremated, the quilt went with her.
Memories of all sorts come with our quilts.