I have just spent a couple of hours with my 81 year old mother. This is a very rare occurrence, but will become more frequent since we have moved closer to her. Once again it came home to me that I don't really know her/she doesn't know me . Once the obvious topics are covered, there is a stony silence. Neither of us can think of anything to say. Nearly everything she says irritates me. I'm sure she feels the same. it makes me feel so sad. I don't even like her.
I wish I knew what it was like to have a loving mother who I can really talk to. She tries, but we just don't connect.