“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.