Jasper wasn’t just a horse. He was a protector, a healer, and in some strange, miraculous way, the reason my daughter was still alive.
And Mr. Caldwell wasn’t just the man next door. He became part of our family too—the one who trusted his horse and his instincts, enough to change everything for us.
Even now, years later, when I watch Lila run across the yard to see Jasper, I feel that same wave of gratitude. Their bond remains unshakable, but more than that, it serves as a daily reminder of the miracle hidden in unexpected places.
Sometimes, the love between a child and an animal is more than just sweet. Sometimes, it’s lifesaving.
