I don’t know how to write this post without crying. I did not know Constable John Davidson, a local police officer in Abbotsford, the community where I live. At least not personally, and yet his death has impacted me and my son in ways I cannot even explain.
As a parent, you want the best for your child. You want them to be the best version of themselves. So that one day they can embark on this world as loving, caring, selfless individuals. But how do you teach that to them when we live in a world of chaos and selfishness?
- Why should we help others?
- Why should we care about how other people feel?
- Why should we stand up for what is right vs what is wrong?
- Why give of ourselves to others who don’t care enough to give back?
These are the questions my son asked me as we watched Global News breaking the story of how Constable John Davidson was gunned down after responding to a stolen car report. Shot and killed in the line of duty. A senseless and tragic death that rocked our community.
Being selfish and cynical is easy. Isn’t it?
I see it every day. Everywhere I go. People driving who don’t pay attention. People who are rude for no reason. The way our society complains about everything from what our children eat at school to how we say Merry Christmas. And it fills me with deep sadness to see people only caring about themselves, where they are going and how fast they can get there, not giving a damn about anyone who gets in their way.
Constable John Davidson reminds us why we need to be better to one another.
Hate seems to be the new language of love and the Internet has made it easy for us to become desensitized to caring about one another on a deeper level, tearing apart the very foundation John Davidson stood for and that our parents instilled in us as children.
My son asked me why everyone is so upset about Constable Davidson’s passing. So I told him the truth. Constable Davidson is the reason we as human beings need to change. A pillar of our community, he was a hero but more than that, a leader for Cops for Cancer. He was a school liaison and youth worker and touched everyone he met. And for those of us who didn’t know him, we can take note of how he lived his life. He exemplified the epitome of not only being just a decent husband, father, friend, brother and man. But he was downright caring, loving, unique, funny and an amazing individual with how he chose to live his life. Because that’s what it all boils down to. How we choose to live and who we want to be.
We live in an ugly world. A world that is fast-paced. A world of terrorism and rape, violence and murder. A world where people drive and text and drink and drive. A world with child molesters and thieves. A world where hatred still springs up over the color of our skin and where we are from. We live in a world where a man can pick up a gun and shoot another man taking his life in the blink of an eye.
It would be easy to just sit back and not give a shit about anything or anyone. Wouldn’t it?
But do you want to live in that world? I don’t. John Davidson didn’t. He put his life on the line for all of us, each and every day, as do so many other officers, ambulance attendants, doctors, teachers do and many more. Regular people who care about what happens to us for no other reason other than they just care.
John Davidson was one of those people.
My family and I send our heartfelt condolences to John’s wife and his children. Words cannot express what your father did for this community or for the lives he touched each and every day. He has given us reason to pause. To rethink how we treat one another. To strive to be better human beings because he was one of the best for no reason other than that is who he chose to be, and we thank him for that.