{"id":1660,"date":"2017-08-14T14:01:00","date_gmt":"2017-08-14T18:01:00","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/www.silvercentury.org\/2017\/09\/lying-to-mom\/"},"modified":"2018-05-01T09:44:19","modified_gmt":"2018-05-01T13:44:19","slug":"lying-to-mom","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"http:\/\/78.142.243.82\/~silvercentury\/2017\/08\/lying-to-mom\/","title":{"rendered":"Lying to Mom?"},"content":{"rendered":"<p>A few years ago, a <em>New York Times<\/em>&nbsp;<em>New Old Age<\/em> blog had me thinking about my mother&#8217;s later-life driving. The blog is about <a href=\"http:\/\/newoldage.blogs.nytimes.com\/2011\/09\/21\/white-lies-and-worse\/\" target=\"_blank\" rel=\"noopener\">lying to an older person<\/a>, ostensibly for his or her own good. In one tale, a grown daughter sabotages her mother&#8217;s driver&#8217;s license renewal to avoid confrontation over concerns about waning driving skills.<\/p>\n<p>My mother lived independently until she was in her late 60s. She drove, but not far and never at night. She had her routine and I had no reason to worry. Then she had a fender bender that bruised her ego. She got back behind the wheel, but less confidently. A second accident\u2014an over-correction on a rural road that took out a mailbox and left her with a gash above her eye\u2014prompted her to ask me to help her reconsider her future in the driver&#8217;s seat.<\/p>\n<p>We made the decision together because she worried that she would be a burden and her errands would fall to me. Truth be told, I selfishly enjoyed knowing she had the option to drive if she needed to. I could barely imagine how difficult it would be to give up that freedom, her independence. I worried she would be angry and frustrated when she felt cooped up because she was unaccustomed to asking for help.<\/p>\n<p>But we sat with the adding machine, calculated the money she would save on gas, repairs and insurance, then decided she could give herself that much allowance to hire a driver or to pay for a ride any time she felt like it. Still, it was a life-altering decision, and we both knew there would be hard times ahead.<\/p>\n<p>I have mixed feelings about benevolent lying. I would hope that adult children would respect the wisdom of their parents and choose to tell the truth whenever possible. In hindsight, I&#8217;d say my mother and I had it easy compared to friends who were forced to take away keys against a parent&#8217;s wishes. It would have been worse if we\u2019d lived apart and I was unavailable to help make and support a decision about driving. Fortunately, my mother&#8217;s choice was made before anyone was seriously hurt.<\/p>\n<p>And I never had to lie.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>A few years ago, a <em>New York Times<\/em>&nbsp;<em>New Old Age<\/em> blog had me thinking about my mother&#8217;s later-life driving. The blog is about <a href=\"http:\/\/newoldage.blogs.nytimes.com\/2011\/09\/21\/white-lies-and-worse\/\" target=\"_blank\" rel=\"noopener\">lying to an older person<\/a>, ostensibly for his or her own good. In one tale, a grown daughter sabotages her mother&#8217;s driver&#8217;s license renewal to avoid confrontation over concerns about waning driving skills.<\/p>\n<div class=\"read-more\"><a href=\"http:\/\/78.142.243.82\/~silvercentury\/2017\/08\/lying-to-mom\/\">Read more <span class=\"screen-reader-text\">Lying to Mom?<\/span><span class=\"meta-nav\"> &#8250;<\/span><\/a><\/div>\n<p><!-- end of .read-more --><\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":8,"featured_media":1749,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"ngg_post_thumbnail":0,"_FSMCFIC_featured_image_caption":"","_FSMCFIC_featured_image_nocaption":"","_FSMCFIC_featured_image_hide":"","footnotes":""},"categories":[79],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-1660","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","has-post-thumbnail","hentry","category-blog"],"cc_featured_image_caption":{"caption_text":false,"source_text":false,"source_url":false},"wps_subtitle":"","_links":{"self":[{"href":"http:\/\/78.142.243.82\/~silvercentury\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/1660","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"http:\/\/78.142.243.82\/~silvercentury\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"http:\/\/78.142.243.82\/~silvercentury\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/78.142.243.82\/~silvercentury\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/8"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/78.142.243.82\/~silvercentury\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=1660"}],"version-history":[{"count":5,"href":"http:\/\/78.142.243.82\/~silvercentury\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/1660\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":4338,"href":"http:\/\/78.142.243.82\/~silvercentury\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/1660\/revisions\/4338"}],"wp:featuredmedia":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/78.142.243.82\/~silvercentury\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media\/1749"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"http:\/\/78.142.243.82\/~silvercentury\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=1660"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/78.142.243.82\/~silvercentury\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=1660"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/78.142.243.82\/~silvercentury\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=1660"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}