My girlfriends banded together (and they're doing it again for my upcoming reconstruction) and created a food bank: it just needed two very organised people to oversee it and then 'allocate' a date. We left an esky with cold packs in it out the front just next to the porch and they would drop off their meal on their day. My boys loved it - felt like they were at some fancy restaurant! But what it did do was give my friends something very concrete and oh so appreciated to do to help me.
I felt awkward accepting this help - but decided I would accept anything that was offered to me.
The other thing was my cleaner and another friend offered to do the ironing. That was a hard one, but well worth accepting...and of course, a few friends offered to drive me to appointments or take me out for coffee.
In the end, I felt very very blessed to have this support and certainly much more comfortable accepting it next time.
About 6 months afterwards, I asked the Otis Foundation if we could have one of their places for a few days and they gave me their beautiful Daylesford spot: and I asked any of the girls who were on the food bank to come. It was my way of saying 'thank you'. I'll do the same thing this time round :)