The first cut is the hardest. I wore out the first handmade quilt my grandmother made for me. My children remember being allowed to use it when they were not feeling well. One said it made her feel loved. They are each getting a framed piece. I like the idea of including a picture of their great grandmother.
BTW, Grandma was so happy someone used a quilt that she made me a new one. I was more selective of how it was used, so it's still beautiful.