 <p>A water bearer in China had two large pots, each hung on the ends of a pole,  which he carried across his 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. </p> <p>For a full two years this went on daily, with the bearer delivering only one  and a half pots full of water to his house. Of course, the perfect pot was proud  of its accomplishments, perfect for which it was made. But the poor cracked pot  was ashamed of its own imperfection, and miserable that it was able to  accomplish only half of what it had been made to do.</p>  <p>After two years of what it perceived to be a bitter failure, it spoke to the  water bearer one day by the stream. &quot;I am ashamed of myself, and because this  crack in my side causes water to leak out all the way back to your house.&quot; </p> <p>The bearer said to the pot, &quot;Did you notice that there were flowers only on  your side of the path, but not on the other pot's side? That's because I have  always known about your flaw, and I planted flower seeds on your side of the  path, and every day while we walk back, you've watered 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&quot;.</p> <hr />  <h3>Moral</h3> <p>Each of us has our own unique flaws. We are all cracked pots. But it is 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 and who they are,  and look for the good in them - including ourselves.</p> 