John M. Taylor Funeral Home

147 Duke OF Gloucester ST, Annapolis, MD


Megan Michele Fowler-Stanwix

May 9, 1976May 25, 2019
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Megan spent the early years in the Southdown Community of Edgewater, MD growing up in a close-knit neighborhood where she excelled as a member of the community swim team. This is where she initiated many friendships which continue to the present day. She attended West Annapolis Elementary School and Annapolis Middle School while maintaining her close ties to the Southdown Community.

Megan continued her education at Annapolis High School where she competed in lacrosse at the J.V. and then varsity level. During this time she developed lasting friendships that have endured for many years. Megan also participated in the school orchestra in grade school, middle school and high school featuring the violin. It was also at this time Megan pursued modeling and participated in local and regional beauty pageants.

Following graduation from high school, Megan attended Anne Arundel Community College and the University of Maryland.

Megan decided to pursue a career in nursing and received her degree qualifying for a vocation as a Registered Nurse. Megan continued to develop her skills at the John Hopkins Hospital in Baltimore, University of Maryland Medical Center and Greater Baltimore – Washington Medical Center. After the birth of her daughter Lilyanne, Megan decided that home health care nursing was how she wanted to utilize the skills she had developed. Throughout her nursing career, Megan once again developed and maintained many friendships.

Megan is well known for her deep devotions to the care of her patients, many of whom recommended her to others needing home health care. She gave of herself tirelessly despite dealing with a severe case of Crohn’s Disease from her early teens until she was taken from us.

Megan loved sports, she was a regular at Terps football games where she enjoyed tailgating for many years. She also enjoyed coaching Lilyanne in lacrosse.

Megan is survived by her two beautiful children, Lilyanne Stanwix (11) and Lukas Fowler – Jones (6), her father and stepmother, Robert and Penny Fowler of Edgewater, Maryland, mother and stepfather, Paula and Richard Rice of Palm Coast, Florida, sister Kelly Kopf (Bob), brother Robert Fowler (Lori) both of Annapolis, brothers Joe Fowler and Jamie Showers (Fowler) of Edgewater, 8 nieces and nephews and numerious cousins.

The family will receive friends at the John M. Taylor Funeral Home, 147 Duke of Gloucester Street Annapolis, MD 21401 on Thursday from 2 to 4 and 6 to 8 PM. A Mass of Christian Burial will be celebrated at Saint John Neumann Catholic Church 620 Bestgate Road Annapolis, MD 21401 on Friday at 9 AM. Interment in Quaker Burying Ground. An online guest book is available at www.johnmtaylorfuneralhome.com.

In Lieu of flowers memorials in Megan’s name to Crohn’s and Colitis Foundation of Maryland/Southern Delaware Chapter “In Memory of Megan Michele Fowler-Stanwix”, 1777 Reisterstown Road, West Commerce Center, Suite 206, Pikesville, Maryland 21208 will be appreciated.


  • Crohn’s and Colitis Foundation of Maryland Southern Delaware Chapter “In Memory of Megan Michele Fowler-Stanwix”,


  • Visitation Thursday, May 30, 2019
  • Visitation Thursday, May 30, 2019
  • Mass of Christian Burial Friday, May 31, 2019
  • Graveside Service Friday, May 31, 2019


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Crista Samaras

May 31, 2019

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Megan’ is the answer to security questions for my most important accounts. It started as the honest answer to this question: “Who was your first, best friend?” And now, no matter what the question is asking - make of my first car, my mother’s maiden name, the town I grew up in - the answer is Megan.

Megan Fowler-Stanwix was my first, best friend.

We met on Melvin Avenue in West Annapolis just before 2nd grade. She was a tomboy and I was a girly girl. She would play football with Ryan and Doug and the rest of the boys in our neighborhood, “4 and 3, 4 and 3, kiss my ass if you don’t agree.” She would throw perfect spirals, call plays and talk shit. I had no idea about any of it, passing my time on the sidelines of those games played on Claude Street as Megan’s cheerleader, dandelion headband maker, fingernail painter.

We were an odd pair then and we knew it. She was athletic, tall, skinny, a brunette with two older siblings. I was tiny, weird, super blonde and smack dab in the middle of a 6-kid family. We were inseparable, joined at the hip, obsessed with or oblivious to our differences. She decided I would call her Megsters, and so she signed everything Megsters, all the way until her last FB message to me in March.

In middle school and high school, when our after school activities shifted our primary friend groups, we’d communicate to each other in the hallways through long stares and a language built from childhood. “You good?” her eyes would say. “I’m good. You?” I’d say back. “I’m good. Having fun. I love you.” She’d keep burning into my soul until “I love you.” came out of my eyes. Then she’d walk away, returning immediately to being sassy and smart-assed.

In the 25 years since high school, we’ve been coming and going in each others' lives, always seeming to land on the other’s doorstep at the perfect time. She would save me. I would save her.

Crista Samaras

May 31, 2019


She told me she loved me for the first time in elementary school. And, she never stopped telling me, through text messages when I had let her down and not shown up, over drinks, when she was pregnant and most importantly, when I told her I fell in love with a woman. Oftentimes, after we were well into our twenties, she would write, “You are my oldest and dearest friend. It’s like nothing changed.”

I didn’t expect this kind of change.

My oldest and dearest friend Megan showed me when we were little the same things she would teach me - and so many others - over time.

She showed me toughness.
She showed me patience.
She showed me endurance.
She showed me humor.
She showed me gratitude.
She showed me persistence.
She showed me friendship.
She showed me love.
She showed me bravery.

I’m in denial. I’m in disbelief. I’m in pain. Honoring a life lived as thoroughly packed as hers feels impossible to do. Honoring a woman as caring, as self-reflective, as honest and as supportive as she was will be part of my spirit’s work until my own last breath.

To her wonderful family and to her glorious children, who had her heart her whole life long, I could never capture with words, despite an iron will to try, how magnificent she was to me. How magnificent she was. How magnificent Megan was. Megan was magnificent.

I love you, Megsters.

Crista Samaras

May 31, 2019

And at 35, we had made the leap from former childhood best friends to real-time 2012 best friends. But the kind of best friends who will never live near each other or know the other’s daily life. There was a knowing, having being there for first kisses and big heartaches, first periods and last dances. At 35, we were both in transition. We were frustrated, eager, bubbling, thirsty, confused and searching. Both of us, side by side, were chasing after something that was just beyond our grips.

She knew why it took me so long to let go of him.
I knew why she liked chasing bad guys.
She knew that sports were not my soul.
I knew why she needed to have another baby.
She knew why I couldn’t cry.
I knew that it all hurt so much.

She had so many other great friends, and colleagues whom she loved, family and extended family who seemed to increase the amount of love she could put in the world. I did - I do - too. But, no one knew us like we knew each other. We had connected the little girls we were then - full of things unknown about their futures - to the women we were now - complex beings who had rearview mirrors packed with shadows, ghosts, loves and losses.

I’m devastated, like so many, from the news that Megan is gone. It is too permanent. And, her voice is so fresh. Seeing pictures of her incredible and distinct smile, paired with the mischievous sparkle in her eyes, has brought me to my knees.

I know how she jumps into a pool.
I know the way she coughs.
I know how her thumbs bend backward.
I know the weight of her hair in a ponytail.

I’ve lived expecting we’d have this forever. I’ve lived with the security of my childhood existing in the very person who determined so much of the person I would become. I’ve lived with confidence in myself based on her confidence in me. I lived with love for myself based on her love for me.

Suzanne Hoffert

May 31, 2019

I was shocked to read of Megan’s passing. I worked with Megan many moons ago in Johns Hopkins. I was a new nurse to the unit and fairly new to nursing. I can still clearly remember Megan’s infectious smile, sassiness and extreme dedication to her patients. I have a distinct memory of Megan assisting me while I was caring for a patient with a wound VAC. Her patience, kindness and knowledge really helped me out, something I haven’t forgotten all these years later.
I would like to send my prayers to all of Megan’s friends and family, especially her children. May God give you all strength and comfort at this time and for always.
Rest In Peace Megan.

Christina Thomas

May 30, 2019

Megan you will be so deeply missed. Thank you for being a good friend and making me laugh. You will always hold a special place in my heart.

Shannon Clarke-Barron

May 30, 2019

We were shocked and saddened to hear of Megan's passing.
She was such a bright light and always so kind and funny.
I am so sorry for your family's loss.

Dennaia Carter

May 30, 2019

Megan, you are such a beautiful person inside and out. Your compassion and dedication to your patients shined so bright. I've really enjoyed working with you for the last 3 years. I'm in total shock and hurt that you're gone so soon. You taught me so much...You're one of the best nurses that I know, Megan! I will miss you so so much. Every time I read my nurse comedy book that you told me to get, I will always think of you...that book is hilarious and gets me through my rough days. Love Dee ❤

Bert Pratt

May 30, 2019

To the Fowler family,Megan was my son Brian's nurse. Our angel will truly be missed. Megan became a part of our family. Life with out her will never be the same. Rip angel😇

Brian Thompson

May 29, 2019

To miss Lorie,Lilly and Luke ,Megan was more than just a nurse to me she was a good friend. Megan was a woman who could light a room with just her presents.Megan will be missed visually but she will always be in our hearts and souls. Megan I will miss you yours truly BRAIN A.K.A Sunshine.♥️

Eric Marcalus

May 29, 2019

Megan, you were cheated out of your youth and robbed of your future. You lived life never quitting and always giving 100%. Some people will go out of their way to do a selfless act on occassion, Megan you lived that life every day! I remember times at the end of a long and grueling work day that a patient you were caring for would call you in the evening while you were on your way home to your kids. Instead of addressing the issue the next day, you would go and tend to the needs of that patient, if only to give them a moment of comfort in their dying days.

Your wit was quick, and your compassion was endless. Your smile was contagious, and you always told it how it was and never pulled punches. Your knowledge of medicine...well let's just say, you were my most reliable resource! The pain you endured over the years was unimaginable and I do not think anyone would have been able to handle a fraction of the suffering you went through your last month's here on earth. In the end, no matter how sick you were, you never quit and always gave 100% as a loving Mother, devoted Daughter and Sister, a caring Nurse and yes a loyal friend!

You will be missed by many and forgotten by none!