11/06/2026
My Caregiving Journey
"My name is Ruby Ardina Pabroa, LPT, Bread & Pastry Production NC II, Tile Setting NC II, Caregiving NC II.
If you asked 17-year-old me what I wanted to be, I would’ve said ‘a caregiver’ without blinking. But life said ‘not yet.’ No money for the 72 units back then, so I took Education instead ,scholarship kid ako eh. I became an LPT, earned NC IIs in Bread & Pastry and Tile Setting, worked in a shipping company, helped in our family business, raised my kids… but that dream? Nakatago lang sa heart ko.
The truth is, I had silent battles. Hindrances I never talked about. Lahat sila nagsabi ‘no’ sa isip ko: ‘Sayang degree mo.’ ‘Ano sasabihin ng tao, 38 ka na nag-aaral ulit.’ ‘Kaya pa ba ng katawan mo?’ Time was short, family responsibilities were heavy, bills kept coming… until I almost believed caregiving was only for my younger self.
Then 2025 happened. A friend messaged me: ‘Uyy diba gusto mo mag-caregiver? May scholarship ang TESDA. School ta.’ And something in me whispered, ‘This is it.’
March 2025, I walked into class at 38 years old, 17 years after college. My brain was loud with doubts… but every lesson, every return demo, God was quiet but steady. ‘You can.’
October 2025, our class ended and graduation was the same month. After our class ended, our group agreed to take the NC II exam right away ,walang patumpik-tumpik. We were nervous, hands shaking… then by God’s grace, we all passed. Certified Caregiver na ako. I cried. Not because it was hard, but because all those silent battles finally had an answer.
Right after that, OJT started: 125 hours with lolas and lolos, 125 hours with child care. I learned how to listen without words, how to hold a hand that’s trembling, how to make a child laugh when they’re scared.
Then October hit us with Bagyong Tino. I wasn’t on duty yet, but my OJT for elderly care wasn’t finished. The aftermath was brutal,landslides everywhere sa bukid because I live in a mountain area. Mud, blocked roads, no clear path. Every day I had to pass those landslides just to reach my training center. My shoes were soaked, my heart was tired, my hands shaking from fear… but I still went. That was the hardest part of OJT. Because this wasn’t just training anymore. This was proving to myself that this calling was worth every risk. Part of the journey.
December 2025, OJT ended. And on January 1, 2026 (New Year), new me ,I started my caregiving career officially. God trusted me right away. From January 1 until present, my first patient has been with me. Cancer with an abdominal tumor. For the first 15 days, she had a temporary chest tube and oxygen cannula. Every shift needed focus, patience, and so much care.
But on January 8, my duty was interrupted. I was hit by a jeepney. For 15 days I had to stop working. I was in pain, scared, and doubting if I could continue. But God was faithful. I healed, I came back, and my patient’s smile and her ‘salamat’ were waiting for me. That was enough to keep going.
Even through exhaustion, every 8am shift reminded me “this is where I’m meant to be”.More than my degree, more than my other NC IIs. When it’s your calling, even broken or delayed, you still feel at home.
Today, I’m not the woman who was ‘late.’ I’m the woman who didn’t give up despite all the ‘no’s in my head, all the hindrances around me, and even after being hit by a jeepney.
Above all, praise to the Almighty Father — for holding me through 17 years of waiting, guiding me through Bagyong Tino aftermath, healing me after the jeepney accident on January 8, and giving me strength in every shift. All glory is Yours.
My family support system ,parents, siblings, nephews, and nieces: thank you for believing in me from the start. My husband and children: for sharing me with this dream and standing by me every step.
Fil-Canadian family, instructors, TESDA, the friend who opened the door with ‘School ta’, and my classmates who became family: I’m grateful for the skills, compassion, and confidence you gave me.
My patient and her entire family: thank you for welcoming me with trust right from the start, for treating me like family, and for reminding me through your smile and ‘salamat’ that caregiving is about heart, not just tasks.
To anyone reading this: Your timeline is not late. My 17 years of ‘waiting,’ my silent battles, my hindrances, even my accident nothing was wasted. My degree, my business years, my mom years, lahat ‘yun nag-prepare sa akin for this bedside.
17 years later… my dream came true. I am a caregiver with heart. And this is only the beginning.
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