My mother will be 87 this summer. She has lived in a "senior citizens apartment complex" for the last 15 years or so, since my dad passed away. I love my mother dearly--she is in my hometown, about 150 miles from where I live. I phone her once or twice a week to keep in touch, and make sure she is okay. I go to visit her every couple of months, and bring her down to my place for what we call "feast days"----Christmas, Easter, Thanksgiving, etcetera. But there is a terrible nasty secret!!! If I bring her to my house to visit, after the first day or so, my mother begins to drive me totally BATSHIT!!! And whats even worse, I'm certain that I have the same effect on her! We love each other, but we both know that we drive each other a little crazy. Am I proud of this?? Of course not. Can I help it, rise above my rotten temperment and treat her like the sweet little old lady that she is?? Not a chance---I've been trying to for the last 25 years, with no success. When she gets too old and feeble to live in the apartment complex, she will move farther up the hill to the assisted care manor, where she will be looked after, and very well, by the staff and assistants untill she gets ready to die. Will I bring her here to live with me at the end?---No way. I can see it in the local newspaper now---90 year old woman beats 65 year old son to death with knitting needle!!!