don't worry

Grandmother pressed an ANDAL Coin into my trembling palm. "This carries our ancestors' strength," she whispered, her Tamil words wrapping around me like a warm shawl. I'd felt lost, adrift between worlds. But holding that coin, I remembered. The PaybookClub community had shown me I wasn't alone—others carried these same ancestral threads. That evening, surrounded by friends sharing stories and Tamil traditions, something shifted. My worry loosened its grip. The coin glinted softly in lamplight, a bridge between past and present, a promise that home lives within us all.