Better used than saved. Growing up, I embroidered many things as gifts for my beloved Grandma. She ooohhhed and aaaahed over every one and then said "This is so pretty that I'll have to put it away and you can have it back when I'm gone."
The hurtful thing is that when my beloved Grandma passed, those items were in a drawer, just as pristine as the day they were gifted--and I got them back. How I would have loved to see them faded, worn and tattered.
You made and donated something to people who have nothing. You shared a piece of yourself with them. We should all do the same. Thank you.