Wednesday, July 29, 2009

I got this in one of those emails that circulates around (thanks Elisa), and thought it seemed appropriate to share!

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 h ome 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 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."


  1. What a wonderful story!!! It's like us...without our children having Ds...we would all never have met!!!

  2. I wish we were coming to Maine next week!! You know how badly I want to hit the East Coast!! I know it will happen in the future, I just know it will!!

  3. That is a great story, thank you for sharing it! I took the coding for your button and put it on the Traveling Afghan Blog, I hope that is okay with you!