Me and my mother finally getting along

Me and my mother have had some rough times. I am the youngest her baby. She broke up with my father when I was 10. She did all sorts of things to get over him at my expense. I seen things I shouldn't have. With this I grew up rather quickly. Knowing right from wrong. Taking care of myself(cooking, cleaning, buying own car, clothes, etc) she would bring men into our home and get jealous if they mentioned me being pretty. She literally told me she would never find a man because I live with her and they all looked at me. I couldn't believe her! We fought constantly like physically I had to fight my mother because she would hit me for no reason. I finally moved away when I was 17. We hardly spoke or kept in touch. When I was 22 I moved to the west coast. She acted like she didn't want me to move but I knew she did. I broke up with my bf so I had to move back home at 27 it was the hardest thing I had to do. I couldn't believe I had to go back to this shit. Oddly it was different it was like she found her happiness. She was a totally different person. I was happy for her. She was dating a guy whom I wasn't allowed to be around seriously if he was coming into town she kicked me out. But I didn't mind. I was a grown up so I guess she needed her space. I moved back out at 28. I live right down the street from her. We visit more often and she randomly texts me. Not sure what went wrong years ago, what caused her break down. However I am glad that we are were we are today. Wishing I hadn't missed out on a mother all these years

Ps. I lost my oldest sister 3 years ago, I believe thats when she started to change. Me and my sisters were very close. I think the pain of losing her opened her eyes.