Everyone needs a cheerleader. My husband, Eric, listened to me for three days. “I don’t know what to write for my blog. I can’t believe I don’t have any ideas.” He offers suggestions which I contemplate, “Meh.” He listens to me plan our evening which revolves around getting this blog post done. I disappear for two hours and return with, “I tried, but I’ve got nothing.” He tells me it’s okay, I’m a great writer, and I’ll think of something. I tell him maybe I’ll have an idea next week. He nods. The next morning I ask if he minds if I disappear for a bit to work on a post.…