I am sorry you had to experience that sort of a reaction from someone close to you. I started quilting when I was first diagnoses with leukemia in 1975 and have made hundreds of quilts since. My children would stand next to me while I sewed, quilted and wrapped quilts to give to others. They would give me the highest honor by finding fabrics they thought would make beautiful quilts or by saying, "mom, I want one just like that. Each of them have over 20 quilts!!!! Will they use them? OF COURSE!!!!!!
On the other hand, when my daughter was born, I made a Strawberry Patch quilt for my MIL and she never even found the surprise in it because she never toook it out of the box. I had embroidered all of the names and birthdates of her grandchildren. When she died, we found it in a corner of one of the closets, still in the box, wrapped in the tissue I had wrapped it in. So sad. She never got it either.