Megan Wagland Obituary, Burlington Ontario Death: The Burlington community—and all who had the privilege of knowing her—are mourning the heartbreaking loss of Megan Wagland, lovingly known as “Megs,” whose life, though tragically cut short, was filled with passion, laughter, love, and unforgettable energy. Megan passed away after a brave and relentless battle, leaving behind a legacy of strength, sass, and spirited defiance that touched everyone she encountered.
She was a daughter, a fighter, a chaos-maker in the best of ways, and above all, a light in so many lives. Her mom’s words echo the sentiments of an entire community: “My Megs is now the biggest, baddest angel, causing chaos with her beloved Mama.” These words aren’t just poetic—they’re true to who Megan was. She was fierce, bold, and unapologetically herself. And that’s what made her so loved.
Megan lived her life like a spark—bright, untamed, and unforgettable. She was the kind of person who entered a room and instantly changed the energy. Whether it was through a quick-witted comment, a mischievous grin, or her wild and wonderful laugh, she had a magnetic presence that drew people in.
She didn’t just survive life’s challenges—she stared them down with grit and grace. Over the past two years, and especially during the past ten unthinkable months, Megan fought like hell. She did it with humor, honesty, and the kind of strength that inspired everyone around her. And although her family and friends are devastated by her loss, they know one thing to be true: “She never lost her fight. We did; we lost a beautiful soul.”
Those words, spoken by her mother, carry the weight of profound grief but also profound love—a love that was returned to Megan in abundance by everyone she held dear. There are few bonds as strong or sacred as that between a mother and daughter. For Megan and her mom, that bond was unshakable. It was full of laughter, resilience, and deep affection. Her mom’s pride in her is something fierce, beautiful, and permanent.
“I’m so proud and honoured to be her Mom.” That sentence says it all. Megan brought out the best in those who loved her. She challenged, she inspired, and she lived with a truth that made others want to be more authentic themselves. Her mom will forever carry her daughter’s spirit—a wild, compassionate, hilarious, and brave spirit—with her every day. And while the world may feel emptier without Megan’s physical presence, her essence remains woven into every breath of wind, every flash of light, every shared memory.
Megan’s battle was not one she faced alone. She had an army of friends, family, and supporters who stood by her through every twist and turn. Over the last two years, and particularly in the most recent months, the outpouring of love, tributes, and support from near and far has been nothing short of extraordinary.
To all who were part of that journey—whether you sat beside her in the hospital, messaged her funny videos, brought meals, held her hand, or simply kept her in your thoughts—her family extends their deepest gratitude. You showed up for her, just as she always showed up for others.
Megan’s tenacity wasn’t just in her will to live—it was in the way she lived. She spoke her mind, she stood her ground, and she never backed down from what mattered to her. She believed in living truthfully, even when it was hard. She believed in connection, in laughter, in horses, in mischief, in family. She believed in living—not just existing.
Megan had a unique relationship with animals, especially horses, and it’s fitting that her Celebration of Life will be held at Wellington North EC Stables in Campbellville, Ontario. That space—open, natural, and full of life—reflects everything Megan stood for. Her friends and family invite everyone who loved her to drop by and share a memory, a tear, or a laugh in her honor on Sunday, April 27th, between 2:00 p.m. and 5:00 p.m.
It will be an afternoon filled with love, remembrance, and celebration. No somber speeches, no stiff formalities—just the way Megs would have wanted it: real, raw, and full of heart. There will be space for stories, for hugs, for shared silence and shared smiles. Everyone is welcome to come as they are—because that’s how Megan lived, and that’s how she loved others.
There are some people whose absence changes the very air around us. Megan is one of those people. But she’s also the kind of spirit that doesn’t just disappear. She’s in the sunlight streaming through the trees. She’s in the wild gallop of horses across a field. She’s in every rebellious streak and every fierce, loving heart.
Her memory will continue to live in the hearts of all who were lucky enough to cross her path. Every time someone stands up for themselves, speaks their truth, helps someone in need, or laughs until they cry—Megan will be there. She will be in every defiant act of hope, every courageous fight, and every moment of quiet connection.
To her family, especially her mom: thank you for sharing Megan with the world. Thank you for raising a daughter who was brave, hilarious, complicated, loving, maddening, beautiful, and unforgettable. Megan didn’t just live a life worth remembering—she was the memory, the story, the force. She made everything more vivid, more intense, more alive.
There are no perfect words to soften the pain of losing someone like Megan Wagland. But in the space she leaves behind, she also leaves a challenge: to live louder, love harder, and be unapologetically ourselves. To Megan, wherever you are now—riding wild through the clouds, cracking jokes with the other angels, causing just the right amount of trouble—we miss you deeply. But we’ll carry your spirit with us, always. Rest in peace, Megs. You were a once-in-a-lifetime kind of soul.
