The privilege... yes. I can see that. I tear up just thinking about it. I am an adult and I STILL need my parents. I suspect that doesn't ever go away. And when they pass on, your life is forever changed. Never a chance to go back in time for just one more moment with them.
I trust your parents are at peace, and together again. That is as it should be.
When my grandmother passed at ninety-one, her friends sent my mother a card. They were fellow dominoes players with Grandma. And inside the card they wrote, "She won!". That's the way they viewed death, they were elderly, looking at their future and recognizing that time was precious. But, they also believed that in death, we can reach our greatest reward with the Lord. That kind of puts things in perspective, for me at least.
Thats a cute story about your grandmother...it is true, the older we get, the more precious life becomes, because we realize we are closer to the end, than we are to the beginning...