Our loving something doesn't mean that everyone does. Many younger people love microfiber sheets and fleece blankets; I don't like either.
I wouldn't make someone a quilt without finding out if they (or their parents) want one, first. My joy in choosing fabric, sewing blocks, assembling the quilt doesn't translate to someone else appreciating or wanting it. That doesn't make them wrong, or mean that they intend to hurt me. Their tastes are different, is all.