I borrowed this from another site, thought you'd like it. :)
A Story For You 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 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 flower s 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! ;)
luv it. :-*
given the two "conversations" with family members i've had over the past couple of days, i needed that.
thanks !
;D
That was very nice Bun , something to think about thank you :)
awwww, very nice!
Great story :)
I loved that! Thanks Bun, that was great, will be sure to copy it as it is well worth repeating! :D busy_lizzie
From now on when people say I'm a bit of a crackpot I'll take it as a compliment! thanks, Bun.