I can understand the frustration.
My Mom used to nag me constantly about writing home more often.
Since I couldn't tell her anything at all about what I was doing at work,
and I certainly didn't want to tell her what her darling boy
was doing after work, it made real short notes home.
One time she sent me postcards to just fill in with check marks
answers to the questions, "Are you alive?" "Do you need food?" etc.