My mom grieved the real talks dementia took away with my grandpa. I loved the nonsense ones.

The author found new ways to talk to her grandfather when he had dementia. Courtesy of the author My grandpa's dementia made conversations unpredictable and confusing. I learned to accept his reality instead of correcting him. That approach helped us stay connected in a new way. "What's your favorite color, grandpa?" "Oh, I don't, I don't know about that. When I was a boy, I drove the Queen of England around Zimbabwe and she…" My grandpa trailed off, getting lost in thought, confusion cloud...