The kiddo got a copy of Hook on VHS, and we watched it tonight. I had seen it as a child, and a few times in my teens/early twenties. It was definitely a different experience now; I cried like a baby. But the kiddo loved it and it felt so good to watch it with him, even if we had to move the VCR into my room since I can’t go in the rest of the house easily.
Watching him smile and laugh… It’s the best pain reliever in the world.