Burying a loved one is much harder than buying a corned beef sandwich. More expensive, too. Trust me, I’ve done both. When my mother died last year, my brother and I were immediately faced with a series of difficult decisions. She had bought burial plots in Colorado. Bury her there? I pictured the two of us standing in some windy nowhere in Boulder County, at a funeral attended by nobody else. No. We’d bury her here and put mountains on her grav…