My kids were teens and young adults when I started quilting.
They insisted they had no interest in my quilts; they prefer to snuggle with a fleece blanket.
But somehow, when they’re sick, they always ask me for a quilt. It’s like they can feel the love in the stitches, and it heals them. Can’t get that from a fleecy from Walmart!
And married daughter LOVES the baby quilt I made for her first born. For now they use it as a wall hanging, which is just fine with me.