I've got nothing witty. Nothing cursed.
But I guess you have found this space of mine on the internet as a place to take images, create fake lives using my little girl, my husband and myself in order to communicate, for whatever reason, with young pregnant mothers. And I'm disturbed to my core.
I've reported you before when you claimed the same name, same images, same story. And facebook removed you. But you popped up again. And I have a feeling that you will continue to pop up! Over and OVER and OVER again.
But I refuse to be your victim.
I imagine you could be someone far away bored, and creating stories using many people's images. And you get a kick out of watching them vent, and rant, and rave against you. Like it's a thrill.
Or maybe, you were a young mom. One who lost her baby, so you've created an imagination to replace your reality. Maybe.
But worse, you could be a very bad guy with cruel intentions out to hurt people.
But this is ultimately what I have to say:
You have stolen some of the most precious images of my little girl and called her "Your Gracie". You have claimed the intimate images of me pregnant and plastered your name all over them. You label the handsome pictures of my husband and call him Darren. You have taken what is mine and created a false world to reach innocent people.
I am the one who gets to know that little girl.
I am the one who gets to hold her the way you claim you do.
I am the one who gets the chance to see her heart.
I am the one who gets to hear her soft voice say "I love you mommy".
I am the one who gets to touch the face of the man you claim to be your husband.
I am the one who gets to feel his arms wrapped around me.
I am the one who gets to hear that man say "I love you."
I am the one who gets to run her fingers through the hair you envy.
I am the one who lives the life of the ones in the pictures you use. I am the one who has the talent to capture MY FAMILY in such a way that has drawn you to it.
And although the images of the ones I love the most are being violated, reproduced, and re-purposed, the inner depth of who they are are intact, protected, and very much still in the GRACE of MY SAVIOR.
All of that you CANNOT steal from me.
So, dear "Amy Wilson Baker",
I know this is the place you have used to collect your images. So please read this...
I know you are out there. I know you have been out there. I know you will continue to try to be out there.
To my readers. Know that this is REAL. VERY REAL. And it could be happening to you. I was lucky, that although one of my readers is the one stealing the images, many of the other readers were the ones who caught the "fake" and presented me with the information. And this action is causing me to reevaluate this blog and my family's privacy.