I have a devoted son and four daughters; I shower my son, Harrison, with affection because I thought he was unique. His lying disobedience, and stealing worried me from an early age, but I was certain that he would eventually outgrow them, and I refused to discipline him. I ignore my husband's and daughter's attempts to caution me. As years passed by, Harrison's behavior worsened, and he became reckless and disrespectful even in the whole city. This is when I finally realized I have to Stop coddling him and treat off the fuck out of him!!I tried to correct Harrison, but he got angry once consoled and tried to fight with me back; my words now made him feel even more alienated. He felt disturbed by my words of consoling and fled the house, leaving me to face the unpleasant reality.We didn't hear from him anymore. I was afraid of losing him, and I kept asking myself, “What could I do to bring my only beloved son back home?Two years later, I received a call that my son was killed after rubbing in the bank, which means my hope is gone!!My husband later went ahead against me and thought of marrying another wife for not having a son for him. I now regret not taking action sooner and finally understand the proverb “Make hay while the sun shines."