flowers by the roadside!

Don’t remember where I found this:

An elderly Chinese woman had two large pots. Each hung on the ends of a pole that she carried across her neck as she walked to and from her house to gather water at a stream. The one pot was perfect and always delivered a full portion of water. The other pot had a crack in it and arrived only half full at the end of the long walk from stream to house.

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. The 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, the cracked pot 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. It’s these cracks and flaws we each have that make our lives together so very interesting and rewarding. We just have to take each person for what he or she is and look for the good in each.

So, to all of my cracked pot friends, remember to smell the flowers on your side of the path!

About Zakiah

I write poetry and some fiction, have a book that was published in 2012. . . Stray Thoughts/Winged Words. I have four grandchildren, ages 16 and half to almost 16 months. I love the ocean, and grew up along the Indian Ocean in South India. I am a retired physician. Don't know much else to say. Thanks for reading. That has been my profile for so many years. My daughter Saadia a great poet and story teller, has two sons; the oldest grandson is now 21 years old, doing architectural engineering at Missouri S&T in Rolla MO. His younger brother is almost 16 and taking driving lessons seriously and is in High School. The other two grandsons, children of my son Sayeed, are 9 and 5. I have recently published another book titled Gulistan, A home of Flowers. It has stories and memories of my childhood and of a distant land which I still consider as my HOME., even though I have lived here in the US for more than fifty years. Hope to see you on my blog.
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17 Responses to flowers by the roadside!

  1. sunsetdragon says:

    Love this and it is so true that we each have so much to give to make life around us bloom and to help others on their path.

  2. Zakiah says:

    How easy it is for us to forget that! We whip ourselves for our shortcomings, but don’t realize that perhaps there is some good in the flaws that we have. thanks for the comment Ruth.

  3. I remember this story. It was good reading it again. 🙂

  4. Zakiah says:

    Thank you for reading it again. I don’t recall where or when I had seen and read it. But thought I would share it anyway. take care Matt. Hugs to you.

  5. mrswrangler says:

    There is a really good lesson in that story.

  6. Lovely! And so true! 🙂
    Thank you for letting me be one of your cracked-pot friends! 🙂
    I often feel like a weed amongst the flowers, but I keep growing.
    HUGS!!! 🙂

  7. Humor_Me_Now says:

    Good MOrning, Dr. Zakiah. I love this!! There is so much wisdom in that story!!!!

  8. Nice story. Thanks for sharing it.

  9. christao408 says:

    That’s a nice story!

  10. Zakiah says:

    🙂 thanks for stopping by Chris. And, a very happy Anniversary to both of you.

  11. rudyhou says:

    beautiful. i think i have read this somewhere before. but still a good reminder for the many of us.

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