So Grandma gets to live again in the sense of being part of life again.

I really like that idea of retueninf to the web of life and specifically of your atoms being incorporated into another lifeform.

The idea of being embalmed is horror movie level creepy to me. Always has been. And everybody staring at you why you're laying out looking like wax. Uggghhh. Why do we that? It's gross.

I have very little fear of death because it's so outstripped by a healthy fear of being a funeral prop. It's important to keep things in perspective, after all.