It’s been over a week since Israeli shells took the lives of four boys playing soccer on a Gaza beach. I keep searching the Internet, but I can’t find a picture of their ball. It's a silly search, but an important one for me. You see, I know those boys had to be playing with what I call a Gaza ball because, really, there is no other option. Still, pain always seeks proof, and I hope that actually seeing their ball will somehow help me to navigate …