“It was so beautiful. We laughed, we cried, we sang stupid songs from our childhood to her.”
Their sibling bond touched the nation and raised millions of dollars for cancer.
But, tonight, Samuel Johnson has had to carry out the task he and his sister Connie fought so hard against.
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The Gold Logie-winning actor has confirmed the passing of the woman who became ‘everyone’s sister’.
Connie Johnson has “died of cancer”, following an almost lifetime battle.
The mum-of-two has fought cancer three times in her life. The most recent battle, breast cancer, lasted seven years.
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“She went so richly, and with such grace,” Samuel wrote on the Love Your Sister Facebook page. “Trust me, she was genuinely cushioned by your love, till the end.”
The 40-year-old’s final breaths came a day after she received a Medal of the Order of Australia from Governor-General Sir Peter Cosgrove.
The medal was to be bestowed on Australia day, for Connie’s tireless work for others battling breast cancer, but was brought forward upon news ‘the end was nigh’ with the Governor-General visiting the her at a Canberra hospice on Thursday.
Connie leaves behind husband Mike and two children, Willoughby and Hamilton. Along with a lasting legacy through the Love Your Sister charity.
You can leave your tributes and donate through the charity’s website.
Upon reading the news, thousands of supporters commented on and shared the Facebook post.
“You should be all so proud of the village and the legacy you both built.”
“Connie, You have shared an abundance of gifts and taught us so much about how a person CAN make a difference and how to build a village to fight cancer.”
“Her wicked laugh, her sense of humour, her wisdom and her honesty. Her love for her boys kept her far longer in this world than anyone ever thought possible.”
Rainbows carry hefty pricetags, turns out.Thanks for showing me that life is what we make it to be. Thanks for teaching me that now can still be awesome, even when you’ve so nearly run out of now and have no more real awesome left. I wish I could soften your pain, or lessen your fear, or give you something tangible, but tangible clearly isn’t in season. I’m proud to walk you to the hardest part of the road. The end. The only part of the road in your life that must sadly be travelled alone. Chin up please, amidst the growing dark my girl. Shoulders back. Stand tall through that savage march, stand big and tall, dear sister, for you have lived a life to be proud of. You’ve loved well, and you’ve been loved well which is all that really matters in the end, I suspect. I won’t finish with I love you, though of course I do. I’ll finish with a simple thanks. Thanks for holding my hand along the way. It’s been a stunning fucking ride. I want another turn, for we’ve spent our lives taking turns, but cancer is greedier and stronger than us. For now. So Little Miss Connie Cottonsocks, I shall now again and proudly declare myself, very truly yours, Your ever grotty and very sad little brother, Sammy Seal. XX @samueljjohnson78