My mother-in-law’s house is filled with memories. It is the home that my husband grew up in and I love discovering bits and pieces of his past throughout the house when we visit. On one particular visit, my mother-in-law pointed out a shabby old dresser in a corner that she said she was going to throw out because she has had it since my husband was a baby. "Oh, no!" I yelped, and then regained my composure. "Do you think…I could have it? For Sloane?" She looked surprised, but I convinced her that I would spruce it up so that it could have a shot at a new life.