My name is Katiejane E. Morgan, I am 28 years old as of February 6th, 2017 making my birth year 1989. My entrance into this world was rather dramatic as my birthparents decided to place me up for adoption as they were given grime news in terms of the outcome of what doctors had predicted what would happened to me. With my birthparents being only 19 an 25 years of age at the time of my birth, as a late term abortion was too late, their only other option was to release me into the foster care system and pray I would get a good home, if I survived.
Then soon after my birthparents walked away, I would meet my foster (adoptive mother soon after) Kathleen Morgan. She could get me to do all sorts of things that not one nurse or doctor could do, everyone knew we were a match made in heaven. Then with her husband Dennis Morgan being a priest, he was able to make sure I got all the blessings in the world to ensure for my health to continue to improve and so forth. Either of my soon to be adoptive parents wanted to let me go. Although they has two young adult children and one teenager, I was welcomed into the family with open arms. They all wanted me to become a Morgan. At the age of two, that is when my adoption was finalized and I finally was no longer a “McPhail”, but proudly a “Morgan”.
This is just the tip of the iceberg when it comes to my life and my life story, but I thought I would give you a glimpse into my early days.