My dad is way too secretive for any of us to be close to him. He scored ISFJ but I always thought he was a T. I find it kind of sad but I know it's not gonna change. We accept him as he is - and he was never bad to us, on the contrary, just completely absorbed in his world and his work all the time.
I'm closer to my mum and I know she'll listen to me if I need to talk, but we see the world in very different ways and so I know there are things that we can't discuss.
This said, they've been good parents and I am grateful for that.
As far as loosing them... I fell into a strange depressive period because of that that lasted for about a year, and I'm only getting out of it for now.
I'm right in the middle of that transition from teenage to adulthood. I have left home for my studies a couple of years ago, when I was 19 - had spent 6 months away the year before already. Leaving home made me realize a lot of things, and curiously some very early emotions that I had burried far away in a corner of my brain came back to the surface to make me evolve in a painful way. Psychoanalysis and all... Still a long way to go.