Anything that was a major thing in your life, good or bad, can be missed in some way once it is gone. The trick is to remember that quite a bit of that feeling is missing the predictably of daily life, not necessarily missing the thing itself.
I was also kicked out, though it was during my college years, and there are still times I find myself missing my parents, even almost 10 years later. The feeling isn't as strong, and it is mostly just me lamenting the fact that I will not have a lot of experiences most people consider universal, such as having family to visit for holidays, or having someone to talk to no matter what you have going on in your life.
It is a bit like grief. The parents you thought you had are gone, even if they are physically living, and you had no choice in the matter. The feeling will come and go, it will change over time. But it will get easier.
The traditional way this was phrased was "bleeding heart liberal". The implication being that they were so giving as to be gullible and not realistic.
Nowadays the preferred insults are "commie" or "woke". I don't hear it directed at me much, due to particular family circumstances that forced them to accept my gay-married trans ass, but boy do I hear it about Democrats every year.
(I know that Dems aren't commie or even 'woke' most of the time, but to them it is a distinction without a difference. To them, those terms refer to anyone who thinks that people don't deserve to die for the 'crime' of being homeless.)