I had a dream about Wyatt about a week ago, and I'm finally going to post it. It was after Wyatt's passing and I was staying in a hotel with the Ammons for a trip having something unspecified to do with him. We were just leaving the room, and I was the last one out. Just after the Ammons left the room (right before I did), Wyatt came in. Neither of us really said anything, but we understood everything. We left the room and were walking through the lobby when we did are only little bit of speaking. I asked him if I talked to him in front of people if I'd look insane (would I be talking to thin air from their perspective?), and I turned to nobody and mocked myself doing so. He laughed and told me not to worry about it. We just started walking really slowly without saying a word. I followed him to a swimming pool (a lot of these dreams involve swimming, and without speaking I knew that's where he'd take me), but I somehow lost him. I found a place on the concrete that had two towels laid out and one of them had Wyatt's green turf sandals on top of it. This was without a doubt our spot aside the pool (who else had those sandals, in that size no less?), so I laid down on the towel next to it and waited. After a long while of waiting, I started to realize that I was actually waking up and I tried desperately to forget this fact and just stay asleep. I woke up, went back to sleep, woke up, went back to sleep until about 3 pm hoping to continue or begin a Wyatt dream. Although I was really happy that I had the dream, I was disappointed that I didn't get to talk to him much. I remember planning to wait until we were at the pool to talk, and it seemed like he had the same idea (it was an unspoken understanding). I can't remember, but we discussed his afterlife while we were still in the hotel room, but I guess that's a secret I can only know in my dreams. I wonder why most of my dreams with him involve hotel rooms.
I've had a bunch of other dreams with him, but they're all high school ones that involve us walking by each other and saying hi like we're going to separate places in a hurry. I always end up realizing that I just let him walk by, and I try to find him without any luck. I've also had some sports dreams, where we're at football camp for example, but we're always at different stations because we played different positions. So after having all of those dreams for a long time, I finally got my significant one, and I can't wait for another.

I had a dream on Saturday night, the 18th. There was a lot of running involved... and the majority of it didn't make much sense. At one point we kept running from building to building on a sidewalk next to a busy road - we were racing some kids we knew who were in a car and for some reason Wyatt was giving me a piggy-back ride. I remember thinking that we were running really fast, almost gliding, because I wasn't moving at all. I kept "losing" him in the dream, and I remember holding on really tight around his neck when he was running with me thinking that I wouldn't lose him if I didn't let go. I don't remember much besides that.

I haven't dreamt of Wyatt since right after his death. THis past dream 2nights ago, was so real and vivid, it was like Wyatt was still alive. I was walking up the stairs in a school, and going down the stairs was Wyatt. HE had just rolled out of bed and was half-asleep, and I was shocked to see him. I screamed, "Wyatt!" and he passed. Then, the scene started over again, the same thing happened, and this time he was awake and smiling. He stopped to hug me and we both were happy. Then again, the dream played over, and I walked to the top of the stairs. I reached the top and Wyatt was standing there with a girl. I was so happy to see him again. I asked him where he'd been, and he said he'd been busy and something like 'with her.'-the girl next to him. I asked to be introduced and we shooke hands and she said, "Laura." Lauren-I don't know if you are ever called Laura, but it was so strange and I feel like maybe it was you...so weird, since I Don't konw what you look like or have ever met you.....It seems like he has been wiht you lately....

I had a dream right before I woke up today. A bunch of people were hanging out, including a lot of Wyatt's high school friends. Somehow Michael Davis picked a fight with Josh Borns and they were gonna go at it. Wyatt was laughing and egging them on and told Josh to just pick Michael up like a sack of potatoes.

I feel really bad about this, almost afraid to post it, but I've had no dreams about Wyatt that i can remember. Since he is in my waking thoughts most all the time, maybe dreams are my respite?

Greg- I'm so glad you posted that. I haven't had dreams about him either (save one..see above) and I feel awful..almost jealous at reading the other posts because I want to "see" him too..even if it's just in a dream. I actually had a dream last night or two nights ago in which you and I were talking about Wyatt. Don't feel bad...your mind and soul will take care of you the best they can.

Wyatt has been in my dreams a lot this last week. But I always seem to know he is dead in them. Or I think he's alive and then half-way through, I realize he's dead and I get all confused and upset in my dreams. In one, he was giving a lecture to a group of people, but he looked like a Star-Trek weird image thing...not real. But he was quoting the Bible-something from John, which was crazier...and I kept looking around at people saying, "Isn't this weird-don't they realize he's dead?"
In another one he was touring around my high school...following close behind some guy-and again I asked, "How can he be following him if he's dead?"
And the third one, he was crabby cause we didn't buy him a sandwich or something. This one didn't really fit with the theme of the first ones...
I wake up and they are so vivid. I just want to keep hanging out in my dreams with Wyatt..because they are so real, he is so real, and it's better than waking up and realizing I won't be getting a Wyatt hug when I come back to the States.

had two dreams about Wyatt this weekend. The first one was Thursday night. I was walking along the beach with some of my friends from Rapid. Suddenly appeared in the lake. He was wearing his rainbow speedo and doing dolphin dives along the lake. I stopped my friends and yelled "That's Wyatt!" Wyatt looked back and smiled at me but wasn't able to turn around and swim back to me. My dream from Friday night is a little fuzzy in that I don't remember what we were doing but Kyla, Ginger and I were standing around somewhere talking. There was a little bit of space between me and Ginger and suddenly Wyatt appeared, smiled at us and then vanished. The three of us were discussing something and trying to make a decision. Wyatt's shirt said something on it but I can't remember what. It had to do though with what we were trying to decide though and it seemed to be Wyatt's way of letting us know what he thought we should do. He just came stood between us for a minute smiling and then disappeared. I asked Ginger and Kyla if they just saw what I had seen and they did. We all stood there though full of disbelief and wishing he would come back. Both dreams were very vivid when they happened.

Last night I dreamt that there was some sort of service for Wyatt at the Lutheran church in Dells, but not his funeral. I was standing in that glass hallway that separates the educational unit from the old sanctuary and Wyatt came up to me and started talking to me. I was like, "Wyatt, God, where have you been?" And he's like, "Finally, now you can see and hear me!" I said, "Sure I can, what took you so long?" and he's like, "Me?! I've been here the whole time, but nobody can see me or talk with me."

So I felt pretty cool that I could talk to him and told Kyla and Mom, but they said they still couldn't, I asked Mitch if he could, he couldn't either, and they were all asking me about him. I'm like, well, he can hear us, and is still with us all here, he never did leave. In fact, he's standing RIGHT HERE. Kyla wanted to hug him of course, so he hugged her but she couldn't feel it and got frustrated.

This was the dream I've had that came the closest to making me feel like Wyatt really is still here with us... but of course I feel like Kyla did in the dream because my ears can't hear him and my eyes can't see him and my hands can't touch him. But I can feel him, especially after the dream. He is here, not in some far away place.

It seems as time goes on, I experience moments where it seems so real that Wyatt is gone and I don't know how I continue living knowing I am never going to see my brother again in this lifetime. At first it was all kind of surreal, but reality is starting to set in. I had a dream the other night. Most of it was just a jumble, but the clearest part for me was knowing that I was not going to see Wyatt again. We were in my apartment, and at one point in the dream Wyatt and I were just standing there talking. We were both alive, or so we thought. Later in the dream, Wyatt is sitting on the couch and I am in the kitchen. Someone tells me that Wyatt is dead, and I am never going to see him again. I become frantic. I go to Wyatt and tell him this. I am bawling at this point. I don't understand how he can be gone, just like that. He has no reaction, he just sits there. I remember feeling like I wanted to wake up because it was so sad, but at the same time I didn't because seeing my brother in my dreams feels like he is right there with me. God, I miss him so much.

I find this very ironic that i would have a dream about Wyatt the night before his poker run, but it happened. We had another friend of ours from Dells pass away and while we were attending that funeral Wyatt showed up. We were all shocked and started to ask him questions. He couldn't speak but only smiled when anyone wouuld ask him questions. I went up and touched him just to see if he was real and even though i am awake now, the feeling of touching him felt more real than me typing right now. anyway...

I dreamed we were all at the Dells Pool, standing around outside. By everyone, I mean, all four of us kids and a bunch of other people from around town. I was chatting with Wyatt about how we thought he had died and how crappy that was. He's like, "Yeah, when it turned out I wasn't really dead, they told me I had a year to live." I said, "But Wyatt, it's been almost a year since the accident, aren't you scared you might really die this time?" He's like, "Nah, I mean, it's so close and nothing's happened to me, I'm sure it'll be fine." And we kept chatting about other stuff.

This one was especially bad, I honest to God woke up and it felt real, like he wasn't dead. I had to tell myself, "No, Ginger, that was the dream, in real life he is actually gone."

I had a dream last night that Wyatt was granted one last weekend with us. Kind of like God let him come back for a few days just because we missed him so much. It was a bad dream though because the whole time I had that feeling where I knew he was going to be leaving at the end of the weekend and I knew I was never going to see him again. I was frantic the whole time because of this and I had to be at his side and not sleep so we could spend as much time together as possible. Those dreams suck but at the same time when I do dream about him it feels like I really am with him and I don't want the dream to end. I wish I could live the rest of my life in these dreams.

I had a dream last night. It was about the Peace Corps volunteers. Our family and extended family were all together for a holiday (I'm not sure which one). Anyway we were all together at an assembly in a gymnasium. There was a musical program, then all the people started to leave. Unexpectedly, a huge group of Peace Corps volunteers came out and started walking in a huge circle. There was music playing and they were happy. The small crowd that was still watching was clapping. Greg and I moved up close so we could see better and at that point a group of volunteers spotted us and signed I love you to us. They continued to circle around. I tried to tell who was who, but there were so many. I recognized a few of them. At this point out of the corner of my eye I thought I saw Wyatt behind us leaning against the wall in his brown t-shirt. When I turned to look at him it was someone else. Then the volunteers stopped and sat down. Annie was sitting two seats away from me, Greg had walked away. Annie was crying and trying to talk to me, but in the commotion we couldn't talk. I saw her so clearly, and I wasn't sure it was her in the dream. Another person introduced himself, but I can't remember who it was, I think maybe his name was Andrew. I went and got Greg to meet some of them, and he said no, it is too hard, because Wyatt should be here with them. I tried to talk to Annie again, but I couldn't get back to her. Then the dream shifted and we were with relatives again, and noone wanted to talk about it. Then I woke up feeling frustrated and went immediately to the library to see if the girl in my dream was in fact Annie. It was strange because it was really her, and when I looked at her picture it was more like I had really met her already in person. She looked familiar. I think we will meet someday. I think Wyatt wants us to meet. Time will tell.

The first night I arrived back in China, I had an intense Wyatt dream.Actually it was more about his family... I was with my friend Mary from Hamline...and it was, I think all of his sisters sitting at the table and his dad. I clearly could see Ginger and Kyla, upon which Mary and I started sobbing uncontrollably as we approached them. They were sitting at a picnic table and we couldnt' stop crying because Kyla and Ginger look so much like Wyatt. We kept crying, and I kept thinking, it must be so hard for them because everyone that sees them sees Wyatt in them, and will be sad. Ginger turned to me and said something like her faith is growing and she has to better with that because she knows with all her heart that she will meet Wyatt in heaven...then she was unbelievably happy because she said it with such conviction. The dream was just strange because we were so unbelievebly sad in the beginning, and then I left the table, reassured because Ginger knew in her heart, and Wyatt had told her that he'd see her again. It was something to the effect that he'd told her the truth or something-of what happens afterwards and the peacefulness of it....

I had my second or third 'Wyatt' dream last night. There were more Dells boys than i could remember and we were all riding our bikes to Sioux Falls. Wyatt and I were talking the whole ride down and at first i got that same panicky feeling that i always get that i had to tell Wyatt something or try and tell people about Wyatt. But the dream lasted so long that by the end i was just enjoying him and listening to his stories. This was by far the most realistic dream i've had in years and i woke up with a very nostolgic feeling. i wish that everyone close to Wyatt could have a dream like that one because it felt like you could feel his presence. i hope and pray that the Ammon's are doing great.
I made it home two weekends ago and in my front yard was a "Vote Greg Ammon" sign. Good luck in the election Greg!

I had a dream about Wyatt last night...it's pretty blurry. We were sitting in the Ammons' living room (only not the Ammons' living room, in that dream Salvador Dali way) and Wyatt was sitting in front of the tv..watching a show or playing a video game, I'm not sure. Jeannie and I were at the kitchen table doing something. I think we were organizing something or making a craft. I don't think I even interacted with Wyatt...but I remember feeling very happy and content being in the same room with him. I miss you so much Wyatt, thank you for visiting my dream!!!

I had a dream a few nights ago about fixing Thanksgiving dinner. Wyatt brought me a turkey to cook, but it was defrosted and I didn't know for how long, so I was skeptical. Then I looked at the package and it said it was from 2002, so I was like, "Dude, this is way too old, it will taste freezer-burnt." He was like, "Oh geez, Ginger, I'm sure it's fine." But I had to pitch it, that's just nasty.

I just woke up from a dream about Wyatt...it was his funeral, but I already knew it was the second funeral. I think the rest of the dream had been about death, but then in the last part of it it turned into Wyatt. Greg and Jeannie were in the front of the room with microphones talking about him and then they passed out these things printed on yellow paper, they were little funny things Kyla and Wyatt had made up when they were little (somehow they were funny in my dream too..I could actually read the words, it was some sort of play on words or something). I remember looking at his body in the casket again, I will never forget that image. I woke up grinding my teeth really, really hard.

I had a dream this past weekend where Wyatt was just hanging out in the background of all of my different dream parts.... in my condo, just standing there like he was watching a play, quietly observing and listening. Later I was in other random places, and every time I looked up to see him just standing there, calmly, and usually he was standing with his back against a wall. For some reason I couldn't stop doing what I was doing in my dream to talk to him.