Over the past year my family spent a month in the enchanting nation of Belize – home to the nicest people, best food, and most amazing natural beauty I’ve ever experienced. Here are some pictures from our adventures there. *** Jim Mitchem – future Belizean
This month the company I helped launch in 2009 was ranked #120 on Inc. Magazine’s fastest growing companies in America. It’s a wonderful accomplishment. Especially when you consider that we started out with a rendering and a two-page website back in 2009. Oh, and no advertising budget. We grew the company on branding and storytelling via social and digital media channels. Exclusively. And now we’re one of the fastest growing companies in America. Woo-hoo! Hurray for–the past. You see, the list recognizes…
I want to run away with my family to a place where there is perpetual summer and no one grows old and no one changes. And because of this, I am crazy. Because the fact is life is nothing but change. When we arise each morning, we’re different people. The crease of a new wrinkle on your forehead. The sprout of a silver hair. A new idea in the mind of a child that takes her farther away from innocence. And…
11 November 2014: Tonight I lost one of the best friends I’ve ever had. A year after suffering a stroke, and a few months after we thought we lost her for the second time, today she had two seizures that left us with no choice but do the humane thing and put her to rest. She was 15. I didn’t cry until after I got home and remembered how when she was young she’d nearly drown fighting through the breakers to…
If you’re a middle-class white person quietly doing your time serving the machine of America, you probably don’t care very much about the militarization of our police force. You’re white. You have a 401K. You work hard all day and come home to your little cocoon at night where you binge on Netflix. You’re safe. Things are good. Predictable. Comfortable. Convenient. That is, until the revolution comes. Then you’ll care. Because it won’t just be an ethnic thing anymore. What…
Today I turn 50. And whether I like it or not–it’s a big deal. Sure, from a distance you can say how age is just a number and how time doesn’t really exist and how 50 is the new 40. Bullshit. It’s 50. And next to the day you’re born, and the day you turn 100 in a body that is withering away, 50 is the most significant birthday of your life. It’s half a century. Five decades. Old. Let…
