GSM, that's not my experience - we're all different. I had nothing more to say to mine for decades.
OK, I kept in contact (just slightly), I did miss and grieve for my dad when he died. I felt that I'd lost him years before though.
I kept an eye on (my abusive) Mum's welfare (as I'd promised to) and cooperated with difficult siblings (stuck in their ways). I did the organising/admin - all the hands-off stuff possible - and resented it too. I even visited, I was kind - but all done out of duty.
Did I miss her when she died? Did I want to say anything? No, I felt a wonderful sense of freedom and relief that it was all over. I felt sad for siblings, I looked sad for them, too (acting a part, as ever). Inside, I felt pure joy.
Speculation: Who Will Be In Burnham's Cabinet?

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