It seems more and more people I know are choosing cremation over burial as the way to "dispose" of their remains after death. I understand the cost aspect of this choice. As long as I can remember, my father always said he wanted to be cremated. "I can't afford a plot of land while I'm alive, why would I want one when I'm dead?" he would say when we were growing up and discussing such matters. (Of course that all changed when he retired. He bought a lovely home surrounded by 1 acre of land, which my parents lived on for the past 30 years.)
My Aunt was cremated, my mom was cremated and my Friend Roberta was cremated. It's nice to have the little urn with the ashes as a remembrance, but there is no grave to visit. Nowhere to leave flowers, to sit and talk with our dear departed. And the idea of BURNING is frightening for me. (Of course, the idea of being locked for eternity in a tiny box with 6 feet of dirt layed upon my chest isn't my idea of a peaceful eternity, either.)
My sister-in-law has a great idea for a memorial for my mom. Sometime this summer she said she'd like to get the family together and plant a tree at my parents home, mixing my mom's ashes with the potting soil so she can always be with the home she loved so much.
And what would I like to have happen with my body after I die? I'd like to be launched into space, beyond the gravitational pull of the earth, to float amongst the stars forever. (That will never happen of course, but its my dream)