I saw my therapist today. I only see her once a month now. We talked a lot about my mother and whether or not I want to make an effort to spend time with her now that she has moved back to my state. We have been estranged for many years and only started talking a bit over texts just recently. She did some pretty terrible things to me which caused us to part ways for a while. She was dealing with the aftermath of a psychotic break and pushed me out of her life. I think I understand her a little better after experiencing my own break. Maybe it is time to start again. I'm torn. I miss her a lot and I wish my kids had another grandmother to spend time with.