I go and see my family twice a year. They're across the U.S. in Indiana. I'm in Florida so it makes it tough. I got for 3 days for Thanksgiving and in the summer for 4 days.
I call them every Sunday and do my best to keep in touch as much as possible.

I rebelled on my family for several years. No contact, no nothing. They didn't accept my sexuality. A few months ago they became accepting and we're actually closer than ever before! I have a lot of regrets for rebelling, but on another hand I don't because of the closeness. It's like that saying, you don't realize what you've got until it's gone.