When I lived with my host family in training last summer every morning I drank tea out of the same red cup. Even over this past year when I went to visit on weekends they would always give me the red cup. I found it to be kind of comforting to know that the red cup is always the one I received my tea in.
A new group of volunteers arrived last Thursday evening and I found out a couple of weeks ago that my host family from training will be hosting another volunteer this summer. The new girl living with my host family now gets my red cup. Which is a little sad, but I am glad they still encourage me to visit and I know I will always be the first volunteer they ever had. 🙂