Family heartbreak acceptance and freedom

My life seems to be taking a turn for the better, I think... I grew up being raised by my mum for most of my life. My dad wasn't in my life after I reached a certain age, as he chose drinking over me, and my mum had enough of it, and to be fair, I didn't blame her. My name is Natalie and my mums name is Jessica and this is my story so far... I have a big family who I know love me, but I hardly ever see them, as we have all grown up and moved away. We do try and stay in contact the best we can, but sometimes, even though I love my family, it feels like they don't care as much as they used to when I was younger, you see... Me and my mum moved away from my hometown because of her now ex partner. At first he was nice, well, I thought he was. He started to become quiet, aggressive, and volatile after a few months of my mum being with him. She stayed with him for years, though, which I knew wasn't healthy, but she just didn't seem to want to get away from him at first. But after a few years, she did see sense and finally left him. I had managed to get out of that situation a few years prior, as I managed to get my own place with my baby son, which I was happy about, but I didn't like leaving my mum there with him.