I remember at the funeral parlour asking for the embalming. then a few weeks later I had a dream that she was sitting in her bed, and I had given her a hug and we was smiling and chatting away, when I looked in the mirror I had white stuff on my face, I went to wipe it off and it smelt, I recognised the smell. my nan then said, its the embalming. I don't need it anymore, i'm ok.