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. 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!
-- Author Unknown
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