I got this email from a friend (not sure what she was implying :H ) but actually thought it was a sweet message so I thought I would share.
Hope you all enjoy.
Jen
An elderly 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 and
asked,
>"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."
> >
> > Morale: 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.
Hope you all enjoy.
Jen
An elderly 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 and
asked,
>"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."
> >
> > Morale: 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.
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