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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.

But the p oor 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 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.