Once I Was a Beehive

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You kick at a stone

and watch it roll

You're walking alone,

just you and your soul

You look at the ground

The ground looks back at you

You don't make a sound

although you're dying to

I may not understand

just why

Look at the view right here.

Are you seeing this?

Are you looking?

Are you looking at your phone,

or are you looking

at the outside?

Doo doo doo-doo doo-doo

The sun is shining now

Doo doo doo-doo doo-doo

It's breaking

through the clouds

Why don't you take

a look out the window?

I want you take an eye photo.

An eye photo? Okay.

You know how to do that, right?

You just use your eyes, blink.

They're right up there,

right in front of your face.

- You can't miss them.

- You're ridiculous.

Kick off your shoes

and walk with me a while

My goodness.

I love it up here.

Right?

You know you do.

I see it in your grin

There are better days

than those you're standing in

My gosh, this

was a fantastic idea.

Whose idea was this,

to come camping?

- Lane, was that you?

- Yours.

It was yours.

You're the genius.

Was that me?

That's a... it's a good idea.

- Probably me.

- You are a nerd.

The sun is shining now

Doo doo doo-doo doo-doo

It's breaking

through the clouds

Doo doo doo-doo doo-doo

You showed the world

your smile

Doo doo doo-doo doo-doo

With your eyes to the sky

With your eyes to the...

Are you seeing all this?

Do you need to trade spots

with your mom?

She's... you know,

she looks like

she isn't really

enjoying this view.

Maybe we'll leave her alone.

All right, Laney,

what big party are you

missing out on this weekend?

I mean, it's... it's not

a big deal.

It's just... it's just

the battle of the bands,

something that I've been

waiting for probably

for the entire summer.

Whoa.

Trick question.

Sorry, honey.

I thought you would have

seen that coming.

When you're

with the ones you love,

you're never missing out

because you're exactly...

Exactly where you're supposed

to be with the ones

you're supposed to be with?

How did you know

I was gonna say that?

Okay, dad, I get it.

What am I thinking now?

A cheeseburger, wrong.

Okay, but are we supposed

to listen to smooth jazz

the entire time?

Here, I'll turn it off.

Oh, it's only stuck on

turning up.

Stop it.

I'm so in love with joy.

And jazz.

Yeah? Joy and jazz?

It's happening to you, isn't it?

Look at your mom.

It's taken her.

It's taking her

to her happy place.

Ohh.

My dad

always was quite the believer,

and he wasn't afraid

to let people know.

Don't get me wrong,

he wasn't in your face

about it like those crazies

with the homemade signs,

but somehow, people could tell.

They sensed a strength in him

that they couldn't put

a finger on.

Friends that were struggling

or questioning

were just drawn to him.

He didn't take them to church,

though.

He'd take them camping.

Oh. Oh, yeah.

He believed

that there was no crisis of faith

that couldn't be cured by a week

up in god's country.

He did his best

to make me a believer too.

It's not

like I'm a militant atheist

or that I hate nature

or anything,

but spending every first weekend

of every month

in the woods with my parents

wasn't exactly my idea

of living the teenage dream.

Honey, I can't keep up with you.

You're going too fast.

Oh, sorry, I forget about

the fun-size legs.

How about a toddler pace?

Does that work for you?

Never heard you complain

about my legs before.

Mom! Stop.

I have to be on a boat today.

- I don't want to be sick.

- Sorry, honey.

We should save that kind

of talk for the love tent.

Dad, you guys

are being so gross right now.

Oh, sorry,

would you prefer love shack?

I think she likes that.

Ah.

Oop!

Dad!

I... I need to finish that.

I'm sure it won't hurt

to keep... Tyson in suspense.

You know the rules, Laney.

Out here we unplug.

Recharge.

Whatever.

I can't believe you still

wear a Fanny pack.

It's actually

really embarrassing.

What are you talking about?

These are cool again.

All the hippers

are wearing them.

They're called hipsters, dad,

and I promise,

you're not one of them.

So is Tyson a hipster?

I don't want to talk

about this anymore.

Okay.

I'm not gonna always

be here to do this for you.

You'll do it

on your own one day.

Not today.

All right.

We are free!

We are free... free from

the shackles of society.

I took the long way home

Into the great unknown

And every wrong turn

was a lesson that I learned

Ahh!

Hold on. Hold on.

- Hold on. Okay, okay.

- Babe?

We're all right. Ohh!

This is boat safety

rule number one.

- Yeah?

- Okay, don't ever do this...

With a boat

full of people, all right?

- But it never did arrive

So I'll keep moving

There's a part misplaced

losing color from my face

A ghost, a space

My name, its weight

Drags my body

through the wake

He was right.

Nothing I could have been doing

was ever

as important

as that time we spent together.

To space

If only I could have

learned that lesson a bit sooner.

- And as my world came down

We had seven months

from when they found the tumor

until we had to say good-bye,

the most beautiful and yet

most painful months of my life.

Nothing can prepare you

for that.

There's no way to know

how or what

you're supposed to do or feel.

You're just lost.

But throughout all the pain

and the confusion,

he never wavered.

He never doubted his faith.

He left this world confident

that his cancer, his death

was all a part of a bigger plan.

I wish I could say the same.

I want to thank

everyone for coming

to our rehearsal dinner.

If you're still hungry,

grab seconds.

Harold's paying for it.

Tristan

Samuelson was your typical

Mormon guy, whatever that meant.

Whew, I'll... I'll never forget

the moment

that this amazing woman

was catapulted into my life.

She met him in a support group

for people who had lost a spouse

to cancer.

Our walls were down.

She was supposed

to get help, not get married.

So that I could see

this incredible person

right in front of me,

the woman I want to have

by my side from here on out,

starting tomorrow

at 1:
00 P.M. sharp.

That doesn't mean 1:15, Gary.

We will start without you.

So with that, let's raise

our champagne glasses

or our sparkling water glasses

if you're with

the Samuelson clan...

All I could think

about was how my dad would feel

knowing how fast

she was just moving on.

You shouldn't be drinking that.

Champagne has up to a 20%

alcohol level.

Well, I'm not Mormon, so...

It doesn't matter

what religion you are.

You're only 16.

Underage drinking

is a misdemeanor

punishable with fines

up to $1,000

and six months imprisonment.

And who says I'm not 21?

My uncle.

Who's your uncle?

The really smiley guy

who's about to marry your mom.

So what did my uncle Tristan

tell you about me?

He actually didn't mention you.

But don't feel bad.

I've only known him for,

like, two months.

Actually been

seven months, two weeks,

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