![]() ![]() That was thing about ONJ-even when it was about her, she still somehow made all those around her feel like it was about them. ![]() Her devotion to this noble cause would secure her legacy in ensuring that much needed help and support for cancer patients would continue well after her time on this earth was complete. Her accolades and awards were as varied as GRAMMY wins and nominations to world records, a star on the Hollywood Walk of fame and even being made a Dame in 2020 by way of an Order of the British Empire.īut beyond the fame and honors bestowed upon her, as numerous and endless as they are, it was her dedication to the Cancer Wellness & Research Centre in Melbourne, Australia that also shares her name that became one of her greatest driving forces in life. In a career that spanned over five decades, Newton-John conquered both the silver and small screens, as well as numerous genres in music. As clichéd as this is, “Beautiful on the inside and out,” has never seemed more apt than right now. Newton-John’s commitment to authenticity was not just a work ethic that many attempt to apply or even “embody,” it really was just who she was. A quintessentially Australian way of being if you ask me. As shown by the incredible outpouring of love and memories from the world over, Newton-John was not only one of the world’s greatest stars, but from all accounts, one of its kindest and most unaffected. It’s hard to fathom that Newton-John, who passed away this past Monday after a thirty-year on/off battle with breast cancer, will not be in our physical realm anymore. As Olivia’s voice gently surrounded us in the car, Mum, in all her over animated silliness and trying to channel her own version of Olivia, sang along to “Hopelessly Devoted to You.” Glancing in the rearview mirror at her boys, us, it was yet another moment of love shared between us with music, this time the music of one of Australia’s finest. Our Mum, just 25 years of age and never one to shy away from making us giggle, popped one of Olivia Newton-John’s cassettes in and started singing along. My brother and I, all of 6 and 3 years of age, were giggling as Mum started the car and the wind from the open window started to cool us down. “Matthew, make sure your brother is buckled up!” my mother yelled as she used her hips to close the back door to our monstrous beige Kingswood on a hot summer’s day.
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