弟一节Looking at Leo's teary eyes,I felt a sharp wave of regret.I realized that in my effort to create aperfect Christmas,I had paid no attention to his actual needs.I pulled him into a warm hug andsaid softly,"I'm sorry,Leo.I forgot that the best part of Christmas isn't the activities,but justbeing together.""That's exactly what I want to express,"Leo said with a smile of relief.We thenleft the messy kitchen and spent the night talking about his new school life.No tasks,no schedules-just a mother and a son reconnecting in the quiet night.The next morning,I decided to replace the "To-do"cards with "Break"or "Time-out"tickets.Iknew Leo wasn't looking for a "project";he was looking for a listener.These tickets could beused whenever he felt stressed-a ticket for a 20-minute walk,a hot chocolate chat,or simply anight off from routines.Leo's face brightened as he pulled a"Board Game"ticket.The gold boxwas no longer a source of pressure;it became a shelter.The change also allowed me to regain joyand relaxation.We finally understood that the truest gift was the freedom to simply enjoy eachother's company.