Acceptance of death and cancer did not mean I intended to give up, just the opposite. I was prepared to fight cancer not out of fear of dying, but out of joy of living.

— Edie Littlefield Sundby

I am fighting to stay alive not because I fear death, but because I love life.

— Edie Littlefield Sundby

If I’ve learned anything from facing death, it is that life is not meant to be survived. Life is the greatest adventure there is. And why stop your adventuring when someone says the end may be near? The truth is, we never know when the end will actually come. None of us will avoid it forever. What’s the point in trying? Live fearlessly!

— Edie Littlefield Sundby

I love to walk. Walking is a spiritual journey and a reflection of living. Each of us must determine which path to take and how far to walk; we must find our own way, what is right for one may not be for another. There is no single right way to deal with late stage cancer, to live life or approach death, or to walk an old mission trail.

— Edie Littlefield Sundby

I started to walk the day I was told I was dying of cancer. I believe walking has kept me alive. Furthermore, I live with a constant, pressing awareness of death. Once I start to walk, I am not afraid anymore; all is well.

— Edie Littlefield Sundby

I thank God every day for this life, and I want there to be more, though that’s not known. What is known is that I’m alive today, this minute. And that’s pretty much what we all have – this day, this moment.

— Edie Littlefield Sundby

I walk to rid myself of the terror of cancer, and to overcome the fear of it coming back. The fear may never completely fade, but actively engaging life – whatever that may involve – reminds me of the joy each day can bring.

— Edie Littlefield Sundby

This story is not about avoiding death, but living life.

— Edie Littlefield Sundby

Through the Grace of God and His medicine I am healed.” The prayer was accompanied by a vision straight out of Brave heart, a line of Scottish Highland warriors in kilts with huge shields and long spears marching in brave unison and attacking and killing the cancer. They were advancing, towards the cancer, striking and killing it with strong accurate thrusts from their sharp spears. The vision was so strong I could hear marching feet, and visibly see the cancer in me dying. “Through the Grace of God and His medicine I am healed,” became my constant prayer. The prayer awakened with me each day, coming on the wings of the morning. It followed in my heart through the day, and was on my lips as I drifted to sleep at night.

— Edie Littlefield Sundby

We all die. Not all of us live.

— Edie Littlefield Sundby