Oh, my darling Prudence. I can only blame myself for your death. I raised you to protect your sisters no matter what and I know you did until the moment you died. And maybe that's the reason everything happened the way it did. But I know if I hadn't raised you that way then one of your younger sisters would have died in your place. I have no doubt that you would never have stood for that. The guilt over Piper or Phoebe's death would have killed you eventually anyway. And so even though I regret that you are joining me here at such a young age, I am thankful that you died for what you care about.
I'm not going to lie to you, darling, this change will not be easy for you. You are going to have to stand by and watch your sisters make mistakes, which I know was never your strong suit. You were their protector, Prudence, but that can no longer be your role.
You won't get to talk to them everyday; you probably won't get to talk to them for a long time. You're going to have to watch their grief from far away and you won't be able to comfort them or hold them like you used to. It's going to hurt more than you can imagine, my darling. Those girls love you so much and it's going to nearly kill them to lose you. I'm not telling you this to hurt you but to prepare you.
Your mother and I have both been through this before; we're going to help you through this. It won't be easy, but reaching eternity is a difficult process. There is a part of me that is thankful you are by my side again, but I will miss watching you live your beautiful life on the earthly plane.