When I die, I want to mix my ashes with the seed of a tree. My family loves the idea too for themselves. We want to start a family "groveyard" (get it!?!?) of deceased relatives and ourselves.
If you're 25 and single in 2018, nobody bats an eye. If you're 25 and single in 1818, people worry you'll die an old maid. If you're 25 and single in 1418, it's because your third husband just died of the plague.