I made a quilt that was going to be mine. But during the piecing it just felt like it should be my daughter's. She lives in NYC and I mailed the quilt for her birthday. She called and left a message about how much she loved it. She wanted me to know how awesome it was and that when her friends came over they were all ohhing and ahhing and asking if they could buy one. The message was so long she ran out of time. The next day I received an email. A picture of her wrapped in the quilt with a sign that said Thanks. The caption said "I truly love my quilt and you".
The picture is on my desk and the message is still on my answering machine.