What happened to the love?

Today, my mother and myself spent most of the day together, with the fairly simple agenda of getting groceries and picking up my brother from work afterward. I dreaded every second of it.

After dropping of my brother at work, she enters the house expecting me to be ready by the time of her return (A reasonable request, I'll admit). But being the rather lazy person I am, I never bothered leaving my bed, thusly resulting in her yelling my lack of effort as "wasting her gas" (a rather unreasonable and non-sensical response). But little did I know this would the first of many mom-centric incidents of the day, among which include phone snatching, discussion of my weight/body shape, and a personal favorite of mine, unwarented face touching. But, one event caught my attention for most of the day.

My mom and sister have been fighting on and off for a few years, but things seem to have intensified drastically during my first year of college, for reasons I am not quite clear of. My mom seems to have tried to show an olive branch of sorts by asking visit her during the wait to pick-up my brother from work. Yet as we approached the aparment building, she refused to leave the car, blaming it my mom's explicit hatred of steps due her well documented knee problems. As I entered my sister's apartment, despite my best efforts without my mother, I explained the current situation and my mom's desire to head to our final destination of Ikea now. And after abit of small talk I was rushed out (possibly in fear my mom may leave me with her to take the hour drive back to my home and back, but still rather rude). There is wrong here splattered on all sides of this argument, but sadly, this is over a mother-daughter beef that should have never lasted this long.

But as we were grocery shopping, post-argument about the handeling of this situation, I was enchanted by two encounters with a, while noisy, fairly friendly family. Their near sitcom-esque family dialog seemed to be the polar opposite of the past 3 hours of my life. While my mom seemed kinda annoyed by their antics, I was left to wonder when did out family go wrong and loose that magic. They seemed to be in church clothes. Maybe that's why. They also have both parents. That could be it. But at some point, something went wrong, with my normal family dynamic slowly falling out of the sky.

So I ask one simple question: What happened to the love?