I left home when I was sixteen and my mom was never the motherly affectionate type. Mom has always been somewhat moody and suffered depression (even though years ago it was talked about). Anyway as the 3rd child and 3rd daughter I can't say I was ever very close to my mom and definitely grew distant from her over the past 40 years.
Now my mom has outlived 3 of her children which leaves just me and my older sister. I am the one that lives close to her so it has fallen to me to take care of mom.
The odd thing is that now that I am in this situation I seem to be growing closer to my mom, more understanding of my mom (even though I sometimes want to wring her neck) and I am learning a new level of patience.
I have heard the phrase "Everything happens for a reason" and I am believing this is true. I was put into my moms life for a reason we have and are learning and growing through each other.