Opinion

The boy from Numurkah

By Madeleine Byron

The countdown is officially on and in 10 days I will marry the man of my dreams.

I will make one final walk down the aisle as Miss Caccianiga before I marry the boy from Numurkah who I have spent the past six years making a life with.

I have shared a lot about my relationship with the infamous 'David Byron' with you, the reader, but I have not shared the story of how we met.

After graduating from university in 2012, I decided to take a break from the dating scene to find myself and the person I wanted to become.

I moved out of home, rented a small unit in Benalla and landed my first full-time job at a blinds and curtain shop.

It was several months before I returned to the dating scene and there were more than several attempts from family and friends to set me up on blind dates.

So when my cousin sent me the name and number of his single friend, I was reluctant to respond.

But that friend turned out to be David.

After a bit of Facebook stalking, I decided I would add him as a friend and leave the ball in his court.

Although I felt uneasy when he private messaged me straight away, his kind way with words made me laugh and I decided to reply.

“You must be my mate’s cousin, hi, I’m Dave,” he said.

We chatted through messages for the next couple of days before the big questions were asked and answered.

I was taken aback when he asked what I was looking for in a relationship, but felt relieved because it gave me a chance to be honest.

I told him I was looking for a committed relationship that just worked — and that we did.

Dave and I met on December 14, 2013. My plus one to a friend’s Christmas party, he knocked on my door and I let him in while I finished the dishes.

We met up with friends on our way to the party and quietly chatted away to ourselves until I nervously laughed when he told me I looked beautiful.

I was confused by my reaction but realised I didn’t know how to react because no-one had ever been that nice to me and the comment caught me off guard.

I will never forget that moment and to this day I still remember the confused look on Dave’s face when I laughed — the poor guy.

We made things official while out camping on New Year’s Eve with family and friends and have never looked back.

Sure, we have had our ups and downs, but we have always come out on top together.

On Saturday, October 26, rain, hail or shine, I will say “I do” to the Numurkah boy.