I love to feed people. It is odd, because cooking isn't really my favorite thing.
But there is something about taking a meal to a sick friend. Or showing up with a "breakfast basket" for someone who is down. It blesses people. It blesses me.
In a little while I am headed with a meal to a friend who is having surgery today. I had to tell her I was bringing it. If I asked if I could bring it, she would say, "Oh, no, that's alright." So I told her that we (her other friends and I) had a secret meeting behind her back and we are providing dinner for a week or so. Period. She laughed. She knew she was cornered.
Illnesses, funerals, blue days--food just makes people feel better. If you know someone who is ill or down and you have thought about taking them some food, do it. Easy or elaborate, a meal hits the mark every time.
PS Take a peek at takethemameal.com if you coordinate meals regularly. It will make your job easier.