You are getting great advice here. My first quilt was a hand-pieced double wedding ring. I was 10, and my grandmother got me started and then turned me loose, but it was so totally cock-eyed and lumpy that I threw it in the trash in one of my many hissy-fits. NOW, of course, I wish I had that stack of cut fabrics from the 1950s!
SAVE it and finish it and hang it up somewhere!