My mom and I live about 45 minutes from each other. We see each other couple times a month. We are in communication of some sort nearly every day, I think. Not deep conversations, but something: phone call, texts, emails or just a comment about something on Facebook.
I’m 45 and live within 15-20 miles of both of my ( divorced ) parents and talk to them each about once-twice a month usually. That tends to goes up a lot around holidays and whatnot, but while I am fond of my folks I don’t feel the need to hang with them that often.
My mom lives 50 miles away, but works in the same town (and for the same organization) as me. So on work days, it’s pretty common for one of us to pick up the phone. She gets on my nerves real quick though. If it were a long distance call, I imagine we’d speak a lot less.
My kids are 21 and 16… it saddens me to think that someday they’ll dread getting my calls.
My parents are both dead. When my mother was alive, I’d usually do a daily “wellness” type of call. 5 minutes on my way home from work. The last several years before her death she’d had a severe hemorrhagic stroke, and never really recovered totally.
Now that she’s gone, I do a similar wellness check on my 80 year old step-father. He lives alone and is very active, but it would be altogether possible for him to have fallen or died, and no one might check on him for days. I call him from the car as I’m heading home from work and ask him how his day was. If I can’t get in touch with him, I might swing past his house to check up.
These are duty calls, but I don’t mind - I enjoy talking with my step-father and I’m glad to have spent the time talking with my mother. I know it meant a lot to her. It helps that my parents were and my step-father is interesting.
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It varies a lot.
My work is always project-based, and takes place not where I live but wherever the client wants me. I’m unmarried and childless. My current project is taking place within less than an hour of my grandmother’s house and of the old folks’ home where she currently resides; the previous one was about 1000km away, in another country, and I had to travel there and back every week so I barely had time to do laundry in between, much less to go see the family. My mother and brothers live some 400km away, all of them in the same town.
My younger brother normally eats lunch with Mom M-F (he also runs errands for her; the honey-dos are divided between the three of us); the other brother, his wife and the kids, on Sunday. Mom sometimes picks up the kids from school or babysits them.
I’m currently visiting grandma once or twice a week and speak with Mom at least once a week (to report on grandma if nothing else). At other times the frequency has been every two weeks. It took years of effort and the invention of Skype (“from computer to computer it’s free!”) to get her to be able to call me, say “call me when you can, nobody’s dying” or “call me when you can, it’s kind of serious” and hang up - she used to never call me under the principle that it’s the children who must call their parents.
So much of this sounds like me. Most of the time, there just isn’t anything interesting going on in my life. It’s the same reason I don’t post on Twitter, in a blog or on Facebook.
My mom has become a bit of a gossip. I really don’t care about what her neighbors are doing, who’s grandkids are visiting, and who planted new roses. These are people I’ve met twice. But once every couple of weeks I make all the right noices while she tells me, and then I tell her about what my friends (most of whom she’s never met) are doing.
Heh. Good point. It was similar for me. The worst part about my 20s was that, while I was mostly happy and healthy, I had a lot of “failures” and things that I knew were disappointing to my parents. I was not interested in talking about those things with my folks, so I avoided too much regular contact.
Once I got over feeling bad about myself, and once they finally stopped asking me when I was going to graduate from college, I became a lot less anxious about phone calls. 
I miss talking to my aunt. She’s mad at me right now (has been for years) but I used to call her and gossip and talk recipes and such. She was more my mother than my bio-mom or my adoptive mother ever was. 
Hopefully she’ll eventually forgive me and talk to me again.
Dad is just boring. He doesn’t do anything or go anywhere or see anyone. He’s living with my cousins and I just don’t really care about their lives. I think he should move out and get his own place but I am very independent and couldn’t live with someone for long and he apparently likes it? He must, or he wouldn’t stay.
I also don’t have children. So once I’ve told him that me and the SO are fine, school is going great, the weather is hot, I don’t have much to say. Most of our phone calls are less than ten minutes, unless he wants to tell me a story (usualyl for the umpteenth time).
I Facebook with 2 of my sibs fairly regularly. I call older bros on b-day. (They are on the outs with the family) Until our recent estrangement, I talked to my parents roughly weekly, saw them on special occasions. (FTR we all live within 50 miles of each other)
I’m 32, I talk to my parents all the time and have dinner with them at least once a week. Today we’re having dinner for the third time in a row which is a bit much, really, but we have to meet anyway to trade cars back.
I’m 35 and an only child, and I live 2500 miles away from my parents. I email my mom once or twice a month, and I send birthday cards. I call on Christmas and Thanksgiving, and I visit yearly. Neither of my parents text.
The physical distance and relative infrequency of communication isn’t a reflection on our relationship – I get along really well with my parents, even better now than I did as a teenager. I do loathe phone conversations, though. None of us are the chatty type and we’re all pretty busy.
I’m 27, and live within a mile of my parents. My apartment doesn’t have laundry facilities, or even hookups for machines, so I see them at least once a week to do laundry. Once or twice a month we’ll make plans for dinner, or shopping with mom, on the weekend. We also stop by for little things once or twice a week (I made bread and I bring them a loaf, Dad comes over to fix something in the kitchen, etc). Since I often see them 2-3 times a week, we rarely communicate via either text or phone.
I’m 27, live in Houston, family lives in Southern Oregon. I chat with my dad on google talk regularly, and when I’m onshore we talk on the phone probably at least once a week. Mostly it’s him calling me (which I like), sometimes I call him.
My Mom is difficult to get ahold of. She doesn’t make herself available for internet chatting or phone calls very often. So with her it’s maybe once a month if that. I literally cannot remember the last time my Mom went out of her way to call me, email me, or chat with me. She does post on my facebook sometimes though.
Early 30s guy here, I speak to my parents probably 2-3 times a week. Visit them on holidays and maybe 1-2 vacations with them / year.
I have a very good relationship with my parents, because, hell, they’ve always been great. Thanks mom and dad!
My brother (late 20s) is less communicative with them (and me) which is probably because he felt like he had to hide his “orientation” 
up until a few years ago and has really just started figuring out his identity and new social group. I’m hoping he lets us in a bit more in time, we’re all cool with it and we all love him. But he does talk to my parents and me at least once a month and comes with us on vacation, as long as that vacation is to Vegas (him and I both love gambling.)
I talk to my parents 1-2/month, visit maybe 1/month. When my kids were younger I saw them more because my mum used to baby-sit for me. My partner never sees his parents. Hasn’t seen his dad in 12 years, sees him mum once a year at Christmas. She rings him every 3 months to see how he is going, but he even then he barely talks to her. I don’t think they there is any bad blood between them; he’s just not interested.
Now my kids are getting older I do think how to make sure I am a parent they would like to see once a month or so, rather than a parent they hardly remember exists. You might spend 20 years raising them, but once they are adults they can just walk away if they want to.
When I lived in another state, I called my mom every weekend, plus occasionally other times if something came up I wanted to tell/ask her about right away.
Now, I live just a couple of miles from her, and see her at least a couple times a week, and call at other times as well.
My sister, meanwhile, also lives relatively close (though not as close as I), and seems to call her every day.
I’m living with my parents right now, so I talk to them daily, but when I was living 30 minutes away we e-mailed weekly and saw each other about once a month and when I was living across the country we e-mailed weekly and saw each other about 4 times a year. I hate phones and don’t really do phone calls unless it’s urgent, plus my parents never answer their landline, so there’s not much point.
My brother has lived on the other side of the country for about 6 years now, calls or emails every few weeks, and comes home maybe twice a year. He would probably come less if he could get away with it. It drives my mom crazy.
I’m 33 and I live a couple hundred miles from my parents. I chat with my mom 10 minutes to half an hour twice a week, and will sometimes catch my dad. I see them about once a month.
Nevermind, zombie.
I am properly classified as adult under any definition and live in the same residence as my mother. We eat dinner together every weeknight. There isn’t all that much to talk about though; we don’t really have any of the same interests and don’t like to pry into the affairs of the other. When I lived by myself, I rarely talked to her. I rarely talk to anyone though.
My father has not been among the living since before I graduated from high school.