Cracked Pot Story

 Seemed like a relevant story:

"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 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 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. But it's the cracks and flaws we each have that   make our lives together so very interesting and   rewarding. "