No, I don’t think so, I can imagine my father and grandparents in their graves; they are not rotting, but are as light as the wind because I think that the body is nothing and only the soul survives - energy cannot be destroyed, they are all feathers on the breeze. For myself, scatter my ashes where you may, if that helps your pain, for me it makes no difference these silly traditions that revive the living. However, I do believe that it’s important to laugh at our own mortality, it warms us, but has little other use.❤️💕🤗