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From one Cracked Pot To all my Cracked Pot Friends
An elderly Chinese woman had two large pots; each
hung on the ends of a pole which she carried across
her neck.
One of the pots had a crack in it, while the other pot
was perfect and always delivered a full portion of
water.
At the end of the long walks from the stream to the
house, the cracked pot arrived only half full. For a
full two years this went on daily, with the woman
bringing home only one and a half pots of water.
Of course, the perfect pot was proud of its
accomplishments. The poor cracked pot was ashamed of
its own imperfection and miserable that it could only
do half of what it had been made to do.
After two years of what it perceived to be bitter
failure, it spoke to the woman one day by the stream.
"I am ashamed of myself because this crack in my side
causes water to leak out all the way back to your
house."
The old woman smiled, "Did you notice that there are
flowers on your side of the path, but not on the other
pot's side?" "That's because I have always known about
your flaw, so I planted flower seeds on your side of
the path, and every day while we walk back, you water
them." "For two years I have been able to pick these
beautiful flowers to decorate the table. Without your
being just the way you are, there would not be this
beauty to grace the house."
Each of us has our own unique flaws, but it is the
cracks and flaws we each have that make our lives
together so very interesting and rewarding. You've
just got to take each person for what they are and
look for the good in them.
SO, to all of my crackpot friends, have a great day
and remember to smell the flowers on your side of
the path!
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