Krisanne Dahlberg Stolhandske: Dec. 24, 1958-June 18, 2026
Krisanne loved nothing more than redoing houses and moving her four, color-coordinated children into them.
Krisanne Dahlberg Stolhandske died on June 18, 2026, at the age of 67 after a short illness. Though it limited her ability to speak, she wanted everyone to know that she was happy to be “going while the party was good.” She used her final months to eat all the chocolate she wanted, spend time with her people, and make sure we knew that, yes, she’d been adzactly right about everything. She told whoever would listen that a terminal diagnosis had given her great insight into the point of life: loving God and loving people.
Krisanne was born on Christmas Eve in 1958, to Jo Nell and Elmo Dahlberg. The baby of the family, she accumulated a trove of hilarious stories about the mishaps and mayhem of life as the third child. She was on the Lee High School dance team in San Antonio, kept a literal calendar full of social engagements (we still have them), and went on to graduate from Southwest Texas University (now Texas State University).
Krisanne loved nothing more than redoing houses and moving her four, color-coordinated children into them. She did this often, sometimes with little more than a hot glue gun and Diet Coke in hand. She is preceded in death by her parents and brother Greg, and survived by her sister Kathy Alexander, children Bekah McNeel, Annika Case, Kierstn Stolhandske, Gunnar Stolhandske, their partners, and a running total of nine grandchildren. Also among her chosen family was her Girl Tribe, who hung out with her and kept her hair cute until the very end. This was important, as she welcomed many visitors in her final weeks — she was glad they got to see her. She would also want everyone to know that her vitals were “like someone half her age” until her final week, and that all the yoga paid off. If it hadn’t been for the brain cancer she’d have lived to be 100.
For her own (extensively explained) reasons, she did not want a memorial or funeral service. She asks that everyone eat something decadent and indulge in your favorite vice in her honor. Also, hug your people everyday, because you never know. Except Krisanne. Krisanne knew everything.

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