The cracked pot

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 walk 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.
But 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 2 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 you being just the way you are, there would not be this
beauty to grace the house."

Each of us has our own unique flaw.

But it's the cracks and flaws we each have that make our lives together so
very interesting and rewarding.

To all of my crackpot friends, have a great day and remember to smell the
flowers, on your side of the path.

FROM ONE CRACKED POT TO ANOTHER -------have a great weekend !!!!!!