I love my entire family (I have about 30 members within a few hours of me) but I've been burned by my parents too many times in the past for me to ever be naive enough to get too close to them.
Honestly, I avoid them because its too much of a hassle to deal with their shit. They were drug addicts, and might still be for all I know, and nothing they do from here on out will replace the years I had to deal with it while living in the same house. The drugs, the alcoholo, the physical abuse, the cops at the house once a month, and dad being in and out of jail or in and out of the tank is too much when I'm out on my own trying to make something of myself.
Besides my opted disconnection from my parents, my grandparents took care of me growing up, for which I honor and respect them dearly. They tought me the importance of family so I've grown to love being with all of them and knowing what's going on with them and their lives.
Its funny how shit works out like that.