On Monday, April 27th, 1964, a momentous event took place at No. 1 Dudley Hill, Paget; the birth of another beautiful baby girl to Randolph and Patricia Belboda. She was their third daughter and fifth child. They had always loved the name Tirena and to honor their newest addition’s unique position in the family, decided to name her Tirena Liane Belboda. This naming event set the tone for a young lady who would live life uniquely and vibrantly, leaving an indelible mark on all who crossed her path.
Tirena’s illustrious life began in a household filled with the love and energy of six siblings, devoted parents, and a host of cousins. Quiet yet strong, she quickly took her destined place as the spirited fifth sibling who did everything better, funnier, and faster. Her early childhood was filled with laughter and adventure - disco dancing with family and visiting neighbors, playing hide-andseek in the neighborhood brush until dark, and building forts in the backyard trees with neighbors who became like extended family. Let’s not forget the fun they had in the neighborhood jungles, sliding off the hill on cardboard boxes and formica squares, playing with marbles and flying kites.
Tirena’s education began at Gilbert Institute in Paget, not far from her family home. There, her lively curiosity and spirited approach to learning were harnessed at an early age. She later attended Northlands Secondary School, where her determination and resilience shone brightly, earning her respect and admiration from both peers and teachers. Kathy Allers, one of her favorite teachers at Northlands, was often spoken of by Tirena.
After completing her formal education, Tirena set her sights on serving and protecting her community. On August 10, 1981, she joined the Bermuda Police Service as a Police Cadet. Her dedication, courage, and commitment to justice were recognized in 1983 when she advanced to the rank of Police Officer. In April 2000, she passed her Bermuda Police Sergeant’s exam and was promoted to Police Sergeant on June 25, 2002. Tirena served with honor and distinction in this role until her retirement in 2019, leaving behind a legacy of integrity and excellence after 38 years of service.
Retirement marked the beginning of a new chapter for Tirena. In 2019, she founded Liquid Gold Bermuda, the island’s first and only female-run water trucking service. Under her leadership, the business thrived and won the Best of Bermuda Award in 2022, making her the first female recipient of this honor in the water trucking industry. Her entrepreneurial endeavors didn’t stop there. In 2023, she launched a second business, Frosty the Ice Cream Truck. True to form, Tirena transformed the profile of Frosty, and established the slogan, “Happiness is a cold ice cream, it makes everything better,” which epitomized her mission of bringing joy to the community.
Beyond her professional achievements, Tirena was a multifaceted individual with an abundance of talents. She was an avid artist, starting with cartoon paintings in primary school and evolving into abstract art as she grew older. Tirena held two successful art shows in 2004 and 2015, donating the proceeds to Bermuda’s community charities - a testament to her generous spirit.
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As an accomplished athlete, Tirena’s competitive spirit and determination were unparalleled. She was the first female to win the junior category of the May 24th Race and regularly competed in long-distance and cross-country events, fostering healthy rivalries that propelled her to excel. She also played women’s football for teams such as Dandy Town, Lady Bluebirds (Social Club), Pembroke Hamilton Club Zebras (PHC), and the Bermuda Police Team. Despite her petite stature, her capabilities were enormous and most certainly a reflection of her relentless strength and drive.
Tirena’s life was also deeply rooted in her relationships with others. As a loving sister, she shared countless adventures and unbreakable bonds with her siblings. Together, they created cherished memories of walking to Sunday school with their siblings, in shoes that made the music of tap dancers. Her relationship with her sisters was particularly special and this bond strengthened over the years. As a special cousin and loyal friend, Tirena spent countless nights offering love, support, and guidance to those in her friend group. Her shy smile, wisdom, and unwavering presence left a lasting impact on everyone fortunate enough to know her.
Over everything else, Tirena was a dedicated mother to Shennen and Zharia Rollins and a nurturing “Nundi” to her two grandsons, Sauvi and Zauchi. Despite her many commitments, she always prioritized her family, employing values of love, resilience, and strength. Her daughters and grandsons were her world. Everything she did centered around them, ensuring that their needs were met no matter the cost. Her grandsons adored her, and she cherished every moment spent with them, leaving behind a legacy of love and devotion. Just weeks prior to her passing, she purchased a trampoline for them and would sit outside to watch them have fun.
Tirena’s journey was not without its challenges. In 1986, she survived a devastating motorcycle accident while returning home one early morning from an overnight shift at the Hamilton Police Station. The accident left her with multiple lacerations to her face, shattered hips, and legs, a broken jaw on both sides, skull fractures and in a coma. Tirena was not expected to live but with sheer grit and determination, she tapped into her inner strength to survive and learn how to walk and talk again. Tirena defied the odds, and to the amazement of her employers, family and friends, not only made the long recovery but went on to resume her police duties, compete in marathons, play football and later in life, single-handedly managed her water truck business which required hauling large heavy hoses and navigating Bermuda’s windy roads in a massive water truck. Her resilience and determination were unmatched, and she approached these life obstacles with unwavering strength.
Sadly, on December 10, 2024, Tirena lost her battle with cancer, but not without a valiant and courageous fight. In her final days, Tirena, sought spiritual solace and guidance and rededicated her life to God. She spent meaningful time with the Chaplain reaffirming her connection to the Almighty. Her rededication brought her peace and strength.
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While preparing to celebrate Tirena’s remarkable life, we gained a deeper appreciation for her spiritual connection with God. This connection was profoundly evident in the many poetic writings discovered in her dossier. Her poems offered us a window into her soul, plunged us into deep reflection and provided comfort in our grief. Tirena’s talent for poetry was a treasured gift to her family, a jewel that revealed her deep understanding of life’s fragility and her faith in the divine. Among her writings was a poem she penned 20 years before her diagnosis, a poignant reflection on mortality that now feels prophetic. In her own words:
It's nearing the end, I’m anxiously waiting, my breathing is faster, and my lungs are inflating;
Like a mysterious story, when the end is abrupt, or an enormous volcano about to erupt;
The wait seems like weeks, although it’s just days, and I’ll never forget that feeling which stays;
Life seems to be ending, with the whole world sinning, but your past is now over with your future beginning;
You’ll always be remembered and our world will never end, the Almighty made a choice, for you He has a plan.
Tirena Lianne Rollins - October 2001
This poem encapsulates Tirena’s wisdom, faith, and enduring spirit. Through her words, we find peace in the knowledge that her life, though too short, was guided by a higher purpose. Her legacy will live on in the enduring beauty of her written words. Had God seen fit to preserve Tirena’s life, we would have had the privilege of witnessing her achieve even more incredible accomplishments. Tirena often expressed that she had unfinished business and passionately shared more of her innovative business ideas with her family. She was making steady progress toward realizing those dreams, each one a reflection of her creativity and dedication to her community. Tirena’s boundless imagination and drive remind us that her legacy extends beyond her time with us. Her dreams and the joy she brought to others will continue to inspire us all. Tirena left many of us with final words of wisdom but more profoundly, to her daughters, Shennen and Zharia. She instructed them to "stay strong and stick together." These final five words to her daughters encapsulate her story.
Tirena’s story is one of perseverance, creativity, dedication, respect, strength and love. Her unwavering dedication to her family and friends, contributions to her community, and her trailblazing spirit, will forever be remembered. Tirena’s family hereby declare that though she has left them, they commit to living their lives according to the exemplary legacy she has left. Her legacy will forever live on in the hearts of those who knew and loved her.
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Tirena will forever fondly be remembered by mother; Patricia Belboda, daughters; Shennen Rollins, Zharia Rollins (DeMarlo Curtis) , grandsons; Sauvi Douglas and Zauchi Curtis, brothers; Anthony, Loren and Coy Belboda, sisters; Francine McMahon (Donald), Corrinda Liyanage (Sisira) and Honorary Sister; Heather Bean (Troy), nephews; Keanu Belboda, Joshua and Christian Liyanage, Honorary nephew; Steven Lightbourne (Crystal), Honorary niece; Ryley Bean, great nephew; Madden Belboda, Honorary great nephews; Sacoy and Israel Lightbourne, Honorary great niece; S’Niyah Lightbourne, goddaughters; Tess Richardson, Jai Talbot, Glenika Walker, godson; Craig Damian Hatherley, special cousins; Dwight, Shaun, Craig, Kim, Kimesha, Toya and Malajah Hatherley and Nicholas Johnson, Dwight Tucker (DJ), Wendy and Damon Emery, Stephanie Talbot, Nekia Howell, Shaunelle James, and Vincent Belboda, Terry Tucker, Simons Family; Ronelle, Kimaire, Roxzine, Italian, Eunickoe and Randolph, special friends, Troy Durham, Walter Jackson, Stevie Dickinson, Jerome Simons, Andre' "Sandy" Thomas, Dwain Smith, Donald Smith, Barry Wellman, Vernae Outerbridge, Lauren Wilson, Donna (Preece) Smith, Shirlene Dill, Pamela Minors, Lisa Richardson, Robin Harvey, Cleave Wade, Margie Whorms and Virgie Selvin.
Tirena will also be remembered by numerous aunts, uncles, cousins and other family members and friends, too numerous to mention, particularly the Dudley Hill Families (past/ present), Rollins Family, Members of the Bermuda Police Service, Water Truck Association and many dedicated customers.
Tirena is predeceased by father: Randolph Belboda, brother: Kemah Belboda, grandparents: Percival/Dorothy Hatherley and George/Lurlin Belboda
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you to pick up about 5 more people on the way -you would never say no and it was always more to take back home after the parties, but it was a guarantee “Shennen & Zharia’s Mama” was going to do it because “youth and protection” were always your first measures. You made sure we got there safely and were always waiting to pick us up. Some mornings we were late getting to school and you would chase down the school bus, half of the time by time you caught up to it, we were at school but you were determined and it showed how far you’ll go to ensure we never missed an opportunity.
You always made home feel warm and welcoming. Every wall was filled with a piece of your art, incense burning, your favorite Tupac Shakur, following India Arie and Luther Vandross echoing through the rooms. You always knew how to make home feel upbeat and life feel special. Christmas mornings I remember running out of my room into like a winter wonderland sooo happy and excited of what lay in front of the tree and everything was doubled but you always made a way for my sister and I and made life worth living. You never forgot to remind me how much black is beautiful, that I was beautiful and to embrace and love myself. A lesson that has shaped my life forever.
How attached I was to you was the definition of how safe you made me feel in your presence. You often used to joke about how you should have named me shadow. I followed you everywhere, bathroom, kitchen, bedroom. A testament to how much I adored being near you.
You always took into consideration my thoughts and feelings and it didn’t matter the age. You allowed me at the age of 5 to change the spelling of my name which showed how much you understood and respected anyone’s choice. Your love was in every touch, especially those fuzzy nose rubs that made me feel safe and adored. Even when I made decisions that didn’t align with your expectations, you never wavered in your support. You stood firmly behind me, showing what unconditional love truly looks like.
You were a creative force, painting walls in vibrant colors every week and transforming clothes into unique, bohemian masterpieces. Your hands-on approach was inspiring - whether it was cutting grass, painting the house, or working in the yard, you showed us the value of hard work and creativity.
You shared so much of your wisdom and love, especially with Sauvi and me, you were there every step of the way never missed ANYTHING. Getting to experience you showing my son the ropes of your business at such a young age was everything and more and I promise you it’ll go a long way! I am so grateful my son got to experience such an angel on earth and I am so grateful you got to experience an offspring of my self. I will make sure his memories of you stay alive. You taught us about natural, healthy living and how to enjoy the simple things in life.
Mommy there are no amount of words to describe this type of pain. You were a beautiful soul who made every moment golden. Thank you for being everything and more. You were, and always will be, our treasure, our light, and our eternal love.
It’s been a month and a day since you transitioned, torturous to believe we’re in such a position. No matter how many times our heads bumped, my brain would never stop thinking about you. And if it’s times I may have seemed ungrateful, thank you for always making the house feel like home, for taking me places I couldn’t have gotten on my own. May every tear that has fallen on my short comings become a river for you in Paradise.
I love you My Sweet Lady.❤
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pace but that couldn’t have been further from the truth. She was sharp, insightful, and loved surprising others when they realized just how much brilliance she carried within her.
I’m glad I told my mom multiple times how much of an angel she was. People always call others angels but when I say she was one I mean it. It’s as if she was sent straight from heaven. She’s everything anyone would aspire to be. The Bible says Love is patient, love is kind. It does not envy, it does not boast, it is not proud. It is not rude, it is not self seeking. It is not easily angered. I couldn’t find a meaning of Tirena but I guess it means love…real love. This woman had patience out of this world & was the kindest soul you’d meet. She often had compassion for everyone. This often lead to her being taken advantage of time and time again but if that’s genuinely you, you can’t help it.
She was humble, soft spoken, understanding, far from judgmental, and easy to talk to. She had such a calming and genuine spirit that even strangers would talk to her about all their problems. No matter who you were she made sure that you felt seen and heard. Her words always had a way of lifting others up and bringing light into even the darkest days. When I think of her humbleness I can’t help but to think of how Shennen and I never even took her serious when she would get frustrated or angry with us and raise her voice. She would raise her voice, threaten to give us licks or take something from us and we would both laugh which annoyed her more. We knew it was all an act and she wasn’t going to do anything and she knew it too. And although we weren’t trying to be rude laughing at her when she was mad we just couldn’t help it because that wasn’t her character. She then would start to laugh herself and join in with us.
I admired her spirit and her strength. I wondered why I didn’t seem to have the same strength as her. She was independent and whatever a man was needed for she could handle herself. She always tried to have Shennen and I watch her or do things with her around the house because she was adamant about never needing a man. She would always tell us we need to learn and she doesn’t know where we get our lazy princess attitudes from because she is the opposite. I made sure to let her know I got it from her because she’s spoiled us and treated us like princesses all our life lol.
We lived in a household where we felt safe and never afraid to make a mistake. If we were playing and knocked over something and broke it it was okay. If we broke glasses or even her most prized valuables… no big deal..it was okay. To her mistakes happen and everything was replaceable. She didn’t understand parents that would get angry and shout over mistakes. Now that I am a mom I admire how she was so slow to be angered and the patience she exuded. Nothing was ever that serious to her.
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She wasn’t strict. She let us have freedom to do whatever we wanted to do as long as it was safe and appropriate for our ages. She created trust between the 3 of us to be able to talk about anything children were often timid to talk to parents about. She often expressed that it was important to express ourselves as well. Creating this safe space with us made us rarely ever have to lie to her and sneak around. There was no need. If we wanted to go somewhere she rarely said no, she would just give us a pep talk and make sure to take us and pick us up. Our safety was her priority and it often lead to her sleeping in her car waiting hours for us to come out of any party we went to. If we wanted to go to a dance at BIU for example she would take us and sleep in her car outside the venue all night until we were ready to go. And when events were over she cared about everyone getting home safely especially girls. None of our friends ever had to worry about how they were getting home. They knew my mom would make sure to drop them home one by one all over the island. Even if someone lived the opposite way from us she was going to take them because safety was priority.
She cared about people’s safety so much it would lead to her following random strangers home and also putting them in her car. One night she found a lady walking on the street visibly intoxicated. She forced her into her car and was able to get the lady to tell her her address. The lady ended up vomiting and peeing all in my mom’s back seat. She drove her home, found her key in her bag, unlocked her door, carried her inside, took off the women’s clothes, and tucked her in bed. She then locked the door and left. The next day I came out to her cleaning vomit and pee in her car and letting me know what happened. She said the lady is going to wake up today wondering how she got home and in her bed, maybe I should’ve left a note but I just wanted to make sure she was safe and no men could take advantage of her on the road. Who do you know that tucks random drunk strangers into bed and then leaves? I’m telling you she was a real life angel.
Older folk that were lonely gravitated to her. She had a crew of them that she entertained. She often made friends with them as they’d constantly call 911 for someone to talk to. She would go to spend time with them at their houses just so they weren’t lonely. One lady we would jump in a boat and visit over Hinson island as she didn’t have any family or friends left. My mom would pick up her laundry for her and wash and fold it as well as do any grocery shopping for her until she passed away. She had many elderly friends she would talk with for hours even if she was exhausted. She loved to also video tape them and hold on to any wisdom they shared with her.
She also had a love for making sure she was capturing memories. She always had her camera or phone out for pictures and videos. When we were little it was annoying but as I got older I became so grateful and appreciative of all the memories that she captured over the years that we have to look back on. She has left us with an extensive collection and I couldn’t be more appreciative.
My mom didn’t live for herself. She lived simply to serve. She rarely traveled. Rarely took time off from working. She just worked and helped anyone she could as if that was her main duty. The only time I was able to get her to stop working and travel with me was when I was in university. Thankfully I got 2 trips out of her and constantly begged her to go on more. She was the best travel partner you could ask for. Whatever I wanted to do she just followed along. No complaints. Sometimes I’m a bit of a wild traveler and don’t have as much fear as one should in a foreign country. Traveling with my mom was good because she never turned her police intuition off, she was always overly cautious of anything and she for sure suffered from trust issues. When we traveled to Morocco with my friend Terrae she prevented us from being robbed and whatever else happening to us due to her intuition and police senses. She followed along right up until she felt decisions Terrae and I were making weren’t safe. We were set up to be robbed and solely because my mom was uncomfortable and felt something was wrong we got out of the situation unharmed. I can’t stand talking on the phone. Everyone that knows me knows this. But with my mom it could be a 5 hour phone call and it wouldn’t matter. She was my best friend and I was hers. I would call my mom for any little thing. Anything bothering me she could make me feel like it didn’t matter in 10 minutes. She saved the day whenever I had an issue whether she was near or far. She always called me for my opinion, and to vent. She was my mom but I ended up becoming her mom & her therapist too. She would show up to my house with a whole bag of food saying I didn’t know what you guys felt like eating so I just bought everything so you have options. Whenever she heard me say I wanted or needed something she would turn up at my door with it often saying Oh I heard you say you needed this... Here you go I got one for you. If I was going abroad she would turn up and hand me an envelope and say I went to the bank & got you some money. She didn’t care how old we were she still took care of us like we were 5.
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Whenever I was sick, no matter the hour, my mom would come to nurse me back to health. She was the best doctor. She was always there, with a soothing voice, a comforting presence, and all the love I needed to heal. She often stood next to my bed massaging me and forcing me to drink her concoctions. Her nurturing spirit knew no bounds, and it wasn’t just with me - it was with everyone she encountered. She cared deeply for others, always putting their needs before her own, and made sure that no one ever felt alone or abandoned.
Marlo loved her too and he always said she’s so different and one of the best humans he’s ever encountered in life. He would call or message her all the time to come and get in bed with us and watch a movie. It could be 2am and Marlo would tell her he has a movie to watch and would sit there explaining the whole movie to her because he knew she would just fall asleep anyway lol.
She was an artist, poet, carpenter, water trucker, detective, antique collector and hard worker.
My mom loved to dance and laugh. She danced like no one was watching even if it was 50 watching. The minute she heard and felt a beat you can be sure she would start to dance. When we traveled to Paris she would dance in the train station to anyone playing music to raise funds often causing a crowd. She didn’t care about anyone watching her completely shock out. She would dance until she was literally breathless, toss a good bit of money into their bucket for support and move on. The same took place in Morocco. She heard music and needed to join in dancing and created a crowd that enjoyed her performance.
She had a deep love for vintage clothing and antique treasures, especially when it came to furniture. This passion made her a regular at thrift and second-hand stores. I used to tease her endlessly, saying The Barn was her real home because she never missed a week there. She would often go looking for things she didn’t necessarily need but thought might be useful one day. And it wasn’t just for herself - she always shopped with others in mind, buying things she thought someone else might need.
Orange Bay was another of her favorite places to visit, and her habit of collecting useful odds and ends became a running joke in our family. We started calling my house “the shop” because she’d buy so much. It truly was like a store—you could ask for the most random item, and the rule was always to check with her first. More often than not, she had exactly what you needed, leaving us all amazed every single time. It was just one of the many ways she showed her care and thoughtfulness for everyone around her.
In March of 2021 I was told the bad news. I remember crying my eyes out wanting a child to make sure she could meet them. In January of 2022 she never left my side during labor and birth. She massaged me and helped me through every single contraction overnight. When it was time to give birth the next day she was the only one there when it was time. She coached me and told me don’t give up and basically helped me to deliver my baby with no help of nurses and a doctor. I wouldn’t have been able to do it without her.
During these past few months I have tried my best to give her all the love and care she has always given me. I made sure to let her know I would do any and everything for her no matter what. I tried my best to make her comfortable, care for her in every way I knew she’d care for me. She constantly told me thank you as if I could even get as close to giving her what she has given me.
Throughout my life my mom would constantly tell Shennen and I to “condition our minds”. That meant not to let any negative or stressful events life threw at us take our minds. Now it’s time for me to condition my mind and get through the most painful heartache of losing the person who means everything to me.
Mom, you were my angel, my rock, and my greatest blessing. I miss you beyond comprehension, and my heart will never be whole again. But I pray that the strength you carried so effortlessly has been passed on to me. Until the day I see you again, I’ll hold onto your love and your wisdom. I love you more than words can ever express, and I will carry you with me always.
As Tupac says, “There’s no way I can pay you back but the plan is to show you that I understand. You are appreciated.”❤
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As I still grapple with the reality of this loss , I honor my baby sister, who held a special place in my heart and life. Her passing has left an indescribable void, and has changed the dynamics of our family which she held dear. Her light and love will forever remain with me.
She was more than a sister - she was a confidante, a protector, and a guiding star. Our conversations about life, love, and resilience will forever be etched in my memory. She had a unique strength, reminding me not to worry about the wrongs done to us, as life has a way of setting things right.
As a single parent, she was nothing short of extraordinary. She poured her heart into raising Shennen and Zharia, making countless sacrifices and always doing what she believed was best for them. The same values were instilled in her grandsons, Sauvi and Zauchi. Her love and dedication shone brightly through her actions, leaving a legacy of compassion and care. Her passion for natural healing remedies and healthy recipes was a testament to her nurturing spirit. She sought to help others not just with words but through tangible acts of kindness and care.
Saying goodbye is never easy, but I find solace in knowing that her spirit lives on in the lives she touched and the memories she created. I will miss her wisdom, her laughter, and her unwavering love, but I carry her lessons and love with me always.
I will ensure that Shennen, Zharia, Sauvi and Zauchi will be taken care of.
Rest in peace, my sweet sister. Your love, strength, and kindness will guide me forever.
Love you!
Your Big Sister Francine
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Saying goodbye to you is harder than I ever imagined. My heart aches with the reality that you're no longer here with me, but the love and memories we shared will stay with me forever.
You were more than just my sister - you were my confidante, my partner in crime, and my greatest source of strength. The bond we had was something truly special, built on years of laughter, shared secrets, and an unspoken understanding that only siblings can have. You always knew exactly what to say to lift my spirits, even on the darkest days, and your kindness and warmth made everyone around you feel like they were home. You put everyone before yourself.
You helped shape who I am, and I will forever carry the lessons you taught me - about, resilience, and the importance of finding joy in the little things. Your spirit, your laughter, your gentle soul - they’ll live on in everything I do.
Just like your love for art, you had a colorful spirit painted with colors of passion and joy. But above all, you cherished your role as ‘Nundi’ and ‘ZZ’ to Sauvi and Zauchi. They were the light of your life, your pride and joy, your reason to smile. You loved them fiercely, guiding them with your wisdom, and showering them with a love so pure, so unconditional. The bond you shared with them will forever be a part of who they are. In their laughter, we’ll hear your joy. In their curiosity, we’ll see your spirit and in their love, we’ll feel your presence.
As we remember you, we carry forward your zest for creativity, your unwavering courage to express yourself, and the strength you found in every challenge especially driving that water truck.
You were, and always will be,a masterpiece.
Though I wish we had more time, I take comfort in the fact that what we shared can never be taken away.
I will miss you more than words can express. But even as I grieve your physical absence, I know that you’ll always be with me. Your spirit will remain in my heart, and I will carry you with me in every step I take.
Thank you, my sister, for being a light in my life, for your unwavering support, and for the beautiful connection we shared. I will miss you every day, but I know I’ll carry you with me forever.
Goodbye for now, until we meet again. Rest in peace. I love you
Your Sister and Friend Corrinda
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It’s hard to put into words how much my Aunty meant to me and to our whole family. She was an angel in our lives, always bringing the best vibe and purest energy wherever she went. From the earliest moments of my life, she was there for me - offering more than I could ever ask for.
The bond we shared was one of pure joy. Whenever we saw each other, we’d burst into laughs over any and everything, anywhere, anytime. Her laugh was so funny that you couldn’t help but join in.
Beyond her being so funny, she had a gift for uplifting others, always offering the right advice when you needed it most. Those evenings in Nana’s room, cracking jokes and talking about life, are memories I could never forget.
Aunty, you were the purest soul, and I’m so grateful for every moment we shared. You’ll forever be in my heart, guiding me, and making me smile just like you always did. I’m still trying to stay strong like you would tell me to, but you leaving us like this broke my heart. I miss and love you more than you can imagine.
Forever in my heart, forever my inspiration. With all the love in the universe!
Your Nephew, Josh
Today, I find myself reflecting on the lasting impact my Aunt Tirena had on my life. Thank you, Aunty, for everything. For your love, for your wisdom, and for the endless memories you left behind. I’m going to miss you stopping by the house in the water truck with Sauvi, watching movies together and sharing endless laughs.
I am privileged to have had deep conversations about both life and art with you, something we were both passionate about. I will forever cherish those special moments. While life without you feels different, the memories we shared will always echo in my heart. You may be gone, but you will never be forgotten. You are forever in my heart.
Love always your Nephew,
Chris
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To Shennen, Zharia, Sauvi, Zauchi and Tirena’s extended Belboda family.
I am deeply sorry for your loss. My heart goes out to all of you, and you have my sincerest condolences. It’s so hard to make sense of why this happened to such an amazing person, especially when so many of us were praying and striving for Tirena’s full recovery. She had such a strong determination and an exemplary set of standards that inspired us.
Your mom was truly one of a kind. She accomplished so much in her life, even when the odds were stacked against her. As a police officer, she rose above the challenges she faced and was truly outstanding in her field ; And as a mom, she was relentless in her love for you all, carrying so much on her own while giving you the best of her. Even after her diagnosis, she showed so much strength courage and determination - it’s hard to even put into words.
It doesn’t make sense why she had to go, and - it feels unfair and impossible to understand. God’s ways are so hard to grasp sometimes but he promises that joy comes in the morning.
In the meantime and during this difficult time, I hope you can hold onto all the amazing things about your mom - her love, her strength, her legacy.
If you ask me, her life is proof that there is a luminous light of hope behind every challenging situation.
She lived a life full of purpose and I will never forget the pr
You’re continuously in my thoughts and prayers.
With an abundance of love, Heather Bean and family
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I had a totally different tribute in mind however the word STRENGTH keeps coming to my heart when I reflect on her and the conversations that we had:
(S)teadfast in her beliefs and actions.
(T)enacious never giving up even when the odds appeared to be against her.
(R)eady, Willing and Able when called at the drop of a dime.
(E)ntrepreneurial spirit always thinking of ways to be successful.
(N)urturing not only to her children and grandchildren but also to her extended family and friends. Always encouraging them be the best version of themselves.
(G)iving to others even when she needed it herself.
(T)rue to her word in her works and deeds.
(H)ardworking, Well those who know, know.
(R)est Easy Tirena, I am eternally grateful for the time spent with you.
DHF Forever
Donna(Preece)Smith
It's so hard to put in words a tribute to Tirena. I moved to Dudley Hill when I was 11 & lived right next door to the Belboda family, separated by a hedge. We didn't become friends right away, but when we did, I think I was over there more than my own home. Tirena was the little sister who had jokes, not always funny though �� she always used to say that the Outerbridge's wanted to be with the Belboda family. My cousin Ginna married her cousin Jerome, my brother Denny liked her & Loren & I well lets just say we were friends ��. I loved her spirit, she was a great artist n not just on paper. She was very talented n hardworking with the many projects she had going on.
When learning of her illness, we were floored as many of you were. We prayed that her story would end in a positive way but God had other plans for her. We will miss our talks n fun on the Dudley Hill chat as she used to have us all cracking up.
Unfortunately, I'm overseas and so sorry that I can't be there. May you sleep in peace Tirena, your work on earth is done. Praying for Aunt Pat, your siblings & especially Shen, Zha n your grandsons. Love you lil sis! ❤ ��
Denise Dowling (Outerbridge)
Tirena aka Tweety was one of our other sisters, I never knew where that nickname came from but it seemed odd calling her Tirena. Everyone on Dudley Hill was family & Aunt Pat's house was the best! I don’t have many childhood memories because I think she was too cool to hang out with us, I remember her favorite saying used to be Ant Ant serious.
Whenever we used to see each other she would say Ali-boo & I would say Tweety and we would start laughing, we had no idea what we were laughing at, she had such an infectious smile and laugh. Tirena was an awesome artist, we both had that in common and whenever we saw each other we had conversations around Art and what she was working on. Sihp Tirena, you’ll be missed and always in our heart, give Kemah a hug & kiss for me please. Ali-boo
TRIBUTES
Growing up at Dudley Hill was like a Family Neighbourhood including Valley Road.
Everyone had close ties to those in their age group and Tirena aka (Tweety) was in my age group and I unoffically made her my girlfriend, and with her cute grin she said Bie shut up. And when she became a Police Officer I knew I stood no chance because I was a rebel.LOL
She was very athletic and a few times we went on runs, until I got tired of trying to catch her up.
She was genuine, honest and fun to be around and a good conversationalist who showed interest in what you had to say.
I remember the days when we used to have dance competitions with the show and tell record player with 45's as I tried to copy moves from Lauren. Those were the good old days.
Even though years have gone by we've always greeted each other with mutual respect and friendly chat.
Tweety I will forever cherish the friendship we had and you will be missed.
From Neighbourhood Friend
Craig
Expressions of what your daughter, sister, mother and grandmother meant to me during our time at Northlands class of 81 .
T- True and Trusting friend inside out although we had our own lives, but when we encountered each other we would always talk about our families about what was happening or not happening definitely was about family no matter what. That’s what I loved about her.
I - Inspiring, and Intuitiative. T as would call her, was an all rounder in school athletics or in class setting. She set a standard and knew what she wanted out of life. I do believe and attest that she motivated some of us to do the same.
R - Always expressing and showing her Resilience Respect and Reliability and what was required of her to family and friends with her loyalty and love.
E - Encourager and Enjoyable to be around always giving advice when needed and where it was required with her gentle nature and smile. I can say lunchtimes with the crew where the BEST lots of laughter and fun.
N - No nonsense personality always loving and giving of herself, would bend over backwards, but do not cross the line with her you definitely would she a different side of T.
A - Astute and Accomplished in all that she done and acquired in her life personally and professionally as evidenced with her business being her own boss.
“T" Although you are gone from this earthly realm to be with the creator. I will miss seeing you whizzing by in your water truck. I would say to myself my girl is certainly doing her thing with a smile!!!
