
14/09/2025
I read a beautiful eulogy for a beloved pet and wanted to share it here.
Does it resonate with you?
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Comfort in Quantum Physics
For anyone who doesn't find comfort in the idea of heaven or the rainbow bridge, maybe you'll find comfort in theoretical physics.
Jennifer B. Lee - Sep 12, 2025
Dear Reader,
From a young age, I saw how comforting it was to believe. To know, with every fiber of your being, that you'd see your loved ones again. That they were watching over you. That there was some planâeven if you didnât understand it. And I envied everyone who believed in something bigger.
I was raised by a fiercely logical, Jewish atheist mother and a Southern-Christian-turned-Jewish, staunchly atheist father who read quantum physics and string theory for fun. There was no Heaven in our house. No fate. No Rainbow Bridge. Just entropy and biology. Just science.
I wrestled with my disbelief until I was sixteen, hiking with my dad on Mount Rainier discussing the death of my friend. I told him I wasnât ready for him to leave me and asked him to promise he wasnât going to die anytime soon.
He looked at me and said, âI canât promise I wonât leave. Because I will. One day. I donât get to control that. But what I can promise is that Iâll never really be gone.â
Then he knelt and drew diagrams in the snow. He explained how string theory suggests multiple realities. How Einsteinâs theory of relativity means time may not be linear. And how quantum entanglement might mean weâre never truly separated.
That conversation has carried me through every loss since. It was the first time I understood that belief doesnât have to be religious. It can be theoretical. It can be scientific. And it can be possible.
So if youâre like me and donât find comfort in the idea of Heaven, maybe youâll find comfort in quantum entanglement.
When two particles become entangled, they remain linked. Change one, and the other reacts instantly. Across galaxies. Across time. Einstein disapprovingly called the theory âspooky action at a distance.â Today, we call it what it is: proven physics.
So if two electrons can be forever altered by a moment of contact, how could I not be altered by a lifetime with my dog?
She was written into my nervous systemâinto my routine, my sense of safety. Our bodies knew each other. We moved in sync without thought. Our rhythms were intertwined. I loved her, fed her, held her. I memorized the thump of her heartbeat. And when it was time, I breathed in her last exhale of life.
I simply canât believe that all of that just ends.
Maybe we donât have proof yet, but it seems impossible that weâre not still entangled. We are bound not just by memory, but by matter.
I believe our atoms remember each other. That the stardust we came fromâwhatever speck of the universe birthed us bothâknows that we belong together. And in every version of existence, in every tangled thread of time and reality, our atoms remain entangled. And they will always find their way back to each other.
Maggie and I will find each other across galaxies, across realities, across planes of existence.
Even if I never hold her again in this life⌠Even if I never see her baking like a potato in the grass or feel her head pressed into my chest as she dozes offâŚOur connection didnât end with her last breath.
It just moved.
And this is not the end of our story.
Somewhere, somehow, in some reality beyond this one, I will find her again. And she will know meâŚ
In every life. Every universe. Every version of existence.
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For anyone who doesn't find comfort in the idea of heaven or the rainbow bridge, maybe you'll find comfort in theoretical physics.