Though none of us would choose to start our New Year's Eve at a funeral, it does put things into perspective. In the context of making New Year's resolutions, having attended a funeral this morning makes things like "lose five pounds" seem ridiculously shallow and stupid.

My uncle was buried this morning. Today would've been his 74th birthday. So, on the day he was born on earth, he was returned to the earth. There's something quite poetic about that.

We don't live forever. It can be over sooner than you ever imagined. You could be six feet under by the weekend. You just never know.

This isn't intended to depress you, but to inspire you to live in the moment and to spend your life collecting memories, not stuff -- because you can't take it with you.