“To drop the ball means to make an error, usually involving a missed opportunity through carelessness or insufficient attention. When someone drops the ball, it often involves letting others down. The expression drop the ball came into use in the 1940s-1950s, and is related to a sport that involves the carrying of a ball.” grammarist.com
I dropped a ball or two.
Ever since my concussion, I have been in the habit of dropping balls. These balls are silent, quietly absorbing the impact of the Earth when they are dropped, rolling out of my field of vision. I only notice them when I walk around a corner and spot them huddled in a crevice.
As soon as I see a ball, I go, “Oh, oh, What did I forget?”
Emails I thought I responded to are stuck in the detritus of my inbox.
Text messages I thought I replied to, become apparent when a friend texts me again.
Both instances I apologize.
You know what else has dropped out of my field of vision?
Comments posted to my Slices.
I apologize profusely if I haven’t liked or responded to your comments in a timely manner.
What did I find this evening when logging into WordPress from my desktop computer? Pending comments from 17 days ago! Comments in the spam folder! (I didn’t even know there was a spam folder.)
I truly appreciate your comments! They are the golden nuggets mined from our collective experience. They are insightful, validating, and helpful. Your input makes me a better writer. Thank you!
So it is apparent I have dropped more than a ball or two.
If you are able to help catch and hold the others for me, I’d appreciate it.