Jean Marie.

A year ago, while traveling through Europe, I boarded a ferry to Dover exhausted, hungry, and determined to spend the crossing listening to music and minding my own business.

Instead, I met a man named Hugh.

What began as a conversation I was trying very hard to avoid turned into one of the most meaningful conversations of that trip—a story about love, and a woman named Jean Marie.

Photo credit: @sunnmy (Elina Sazonova)