We could all tell stories like this. At least my husband knows who much time and money goes into a quilt. I made a t-shirt quilt for a granddaughter. She won;t talk to me again because she didn;t like it. I was so proud of it. I put so much heart and soul into that quilt. Her loss. Never again will i make her a quit.
I keep my granddaughters quilts at my house because their mother destroys any and all that I give them. They love them get them out and look at them whenever they are at my house.
I have a stepson that is the same way. He sent me color chips to make him a quilt and it was on their bed ten minutes and then on the floor. A thank you??????? well we all have them.