Picture this: Summertime in downtown Kent, Ohio. The streets are packed with people due to a festival of some kind going on. It's very warm out. They planned to meet at a classy Mediterranean restaurant neither of them had tried before. Jodie is running a little late...not completely out of the ordinary (she didn't want to give him false hope that she was always punctual). Carlos arrives twenty minutes early...typical. Unfortunately for him he did not yet know Jodie's tendencies and the poor soul waited much longer than he expected. Jodie arrives seventeen minutes after their planned time (the traffic, the lack of parking, etc...). There is that very brief moment after the introductions are made when someone needs to decide whether this is going to be a handshake or a hugging moment. Jodie takes the initiative and goes in for a hug saying "I'm a hugger", when in reality she just felt a handshake would be too formal. This was a date not a business meeting. The hug breaks the ice and their nerves ease just a bit. The conversation starts to flow and gets easier and easier with every minute. They both realize this is something unique and quite special. The date lasts five hours and was filled with dinner, tons of laughter, a walk around town, to the small park and then to a corn hole board in the middle of some shops (because what's more mid-western than that?). Jodie is enthralled by his intelligence, personality and adorable Guatemalan accent and Carlos becomes intrigued by her quick wit, passion and daring blue eyes. Even with their completely different upbringings, religious history, cultural differences, language barriers, God brought together a curly-headed farm boy from Guatemala and a blonde-headed farm girl from Ohio and said "This is good". And hey, if God can use the wonderful new advances in modern dating trends like an app to help them meet, who are we to question it? And the rest of this surreal, unforeseen, and incredible story es historia...as they say.