Personal Narrative: Sparkle

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Everyone has that one thing in life they enjoy doing. For me that is spending time with my horse, Sparkle. I could spend hours with her every day. I look at Sparkle as my best friend more than I look at her as a horse. So, the day I jumped on her bareback I thought nothing of it. Sometimes even simple decision like that are the ones that you have to pay for. What I find important is that you are always learning from those decisions. Even today I am still learning from that decision even if it wasn’t necessarily wrong. I am constantly reminded of the day I fell of my horse and broke my shoulder. It is amazing to me how one little choice can impact so much and for me one example was when I broke my shoulder.
One beautiful evening in late spring …show more content…
As soon as I sat up I knew something was wrong. I couldn’t feel my entire right arm. I was pretty sure I had passed out. I knew it could have only been a few seconds though because when I looked up at my horse was still standing there just looking at me. I am pretty sure she was wondering why I was on the ground. I stood up just hoping I wouldn’t pass out again. I unhooked the lead rope with my left hand and started walking to my truck. By now I was pretty sure I had dislocated my shoulder. The numb feeling was wearing off and I could feel the pain in my shoulder. I knew I had to get home and I just kept reminding myself to stay focused. I climbed into my truck and drove myself home. My mom was outside working when I pulled up. I explained what happened and I got into the car to go to the emergency room. The pain continued to increase and I began to get dizzy and hot. Even then my one concern was that I left Sparkle’s halter on and I hadn’t fed her. So, before we went to the emergency room my mom went and helped me …show more content…
I continue to learn from it in as many ways as I can. There are so many parts that I still struggle with because of that on small choice though. Months later I still don’t know if my shoulder will ever be able to move the way it used to. Now that I have the ability to work with Sparkle after a few months of doing hardly anything it feels like we are starting over. Even with how difficult it has been I have learned to be grateful that the accident wasn’t any worse especially while I was by myself. One thing in life I find important is to learn from everything and find something to be grateful for in every

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