“Never Alone, Always Loved”
When I was a young girl, my mother gave me a book much like this one. My dragon’s name was Teragram, and through him I knew I was never truly alone — even in the darkest of times.
As a child, I suffered from severe night terrors. They felt so real that I became terrified of sleep, often waking with screams that shook the house. But when fear surrounded me, Teragram was there. His fire lit my courage, his wings wrapped me in comfort, and his presence reminded me of the light I carried inside.
For many years, I suffered each time I closed my eyes. But last year, everything changed. My angels, my guides, and our Creator told me: It is time to wake up. Slowly, I began to see more clearly. The world around me grew brighter, more alive, filled with light in all things.
This past year has been one of deep transformation — from complete darkness into the light of our Creator. It has been a journey of healing, of remembering, and of love. My hope is that this story brings a spark of that same light to you and your children, reminding you that no one ever walks alone.
I surround you with love, light, and inspiration.
With gratitude,
Margaret Mary Rose