Part of growing up is your parents turning into people, not just parents. Get to know them.

For most of childhood your parents appear as functions: the one who drives, the one who says no, the one who makes dinner. At some point you notice they had a nineteen, that they are frightened of particular things, that they chose this life out of other options and are not sure about all of it. They turn into people with histories.

Ask one of them something you have never asked, about before you existed. What they wanted at your age, what they got wrong, what they were afraid of. Then let them answer at length without steering it.