From Bonfire of the Vanities:
…in that moment Sherman made the terrible discovery that all men make about their fathers sooner or later. For the first time he realized that the man before him was not an aging father but a boy, a boy much like himself, a boy who grew up and had a child of his own and , as best he could, out of a sense of duty and, perhaps, love, adopted a role called Being a Father so that his child would have something mythical and infinitely important: a Protector, who would keep a lid on all the chaotic and catastrophic possibilities of life. And now that boy, that good actor, had grown old and fragile and tired, wearier than ever at the thought of trying to hoist the Protector’s armor back onto his shoulders again, now, so far down the line.
Go At A Walking Pace 
Yes. This is true.
It also makes sense from a different angle of the idea that those in heaven will be like the angels, neither marrying or being given in marriage. As parents and spouses, we are (unworthily) serving functions that reflect God, further shape us into His image, and surrogate in His stead.
That’s why we don’t mess with spousal and paternal/maternal roles.