9.1 2013
Obviously the topic matters are very different - one deals with rape/sexual assault trauma and the other a terminal illness, but the main reason I recommend these for each other is because of the heartwarming family theme.
Expect to have some tissue boxes around you and lots of buckets to catch your tears. Both really made me feel bittersweet, emotional, and just warmed my heart extremely.
Hope arguably has a more dramatic and darker undertone while the pace of My Palpitating Life is much more slow paced and relaxed, but I think the family bond is what tore my heart most in both movies.
(I cried so much in Hope, but only teared up in My Palpitating Life because I think the tones are so different but I just loved both movies and after Hope I had been looking for more loving family movies.)