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Hi I'm Cosette

Wife. Mother. Professional. Therapist. I started the nation's first Internet Addiction Recovery Center in the US and I'm a Mormon.

About Me

Together with my loving husband, we co-parent 10 inspiring human beings who call us mom and dad. They are diverse in nature, and often remind me that there is more than one right way to load a dishwasher. Being a parent has given me numerous opportunities to say, "I'm sorry . . . did you remember to . . . I thought I asked you . . . yes, I'm listening . . . oops, I forgot." Living up to my grandmothers saying, "When it's all said and done, the person who gets raised, is you." I guess I needed a lot of raising, that's for sure. I live in a serene countryside suburb just east of Seattle with my husband, Australian shepherd, a handful of free range chickens and a cat who needs therapy for her anxiety. In my free time . . . oh wait, I don't have much free time. I suppose that's why I became an entrepreneur. I wanted to set my own hours, design my own career path, and give back to society in a meaningful way. During waking hours, I am the clinical director of a residential retreat center program dedicated to helping Internet and technology addicted youth and adults rediscover and reconnect with life.

Why I am a Mormon

I'm Mormon, because I made a promise to God. I was eighteen years old in 1979 when I took a job as a cook on a 143-foot crab boat in Dutch Harbor, Alaska. One night, after the crew had retired to their bunks, I took my turn in the wheelhouse steering the boat. It was a stormy night, with whitecaps, and waves crashing over the sides of the ship and onto the deck. As time passed, the intensity of the storm grew and our vessel was tossed about in the 50-foot seas. Suddenly, and without warning, our steering cable broke, and I was no longer able to keep the vessel on course. Within minutes, the captain ran to the wheelhouse concerned that vessel was listing. Fearing we would capsize, he made the difficult decision to radio for help. I soon learned that our crew was ill prepared to weather the storm at hand--we were in fact, one survival suit short. Terrified, and afraid, I found a quiet, secluded place in which to pray and pleaded to God for his divine rescue. I promised him that if I made it through this harrowing situation, I would devote my life to him. When I left the small room where I had prayed, I noticed the seas reducing in size, just long enough to give the engineer the 3-hour time block needed to make a temporary fix. Although the seas were calmer, our crew spent the time contemplating our life and death circumstances, knowing full well that our bodies would not be able to withstand the frigid ocean waters even with survival suits, if we had them. Quietly, I continued to petition God for his assistance while waiting for word from the ship's engineer. Eventually shouts were heard from the engine room, "I got it working!" It was in that frightening moment that I gained a testimony in the divinity of God. As I looked out across the vast ocean, the storm which had been calmed for the duration of our repair, once again rose to 50-foot seas. I stood in awe at his majestic power, knowing that he answered a young woman's prayer in her most desperate hour.

How I live my faith

Like many of you, my life has been filled with its share of adversity. I've endured childhood sexual abuse, emotional trauma, divorced parents, homelessness, substance abuse and addiction. I've shed countless tears for myself, my children, and those I love. When I was younger, I believed that happiness was a destination--a place where obstacles are overcome as one settles into some "happy" place. I spent time thinking about ways to rid myself of problems; as if ridding life of adversity would somehow change the way I felt. Today, I understand that challenges are a part of life. Like the tide, they come and go, and pour over our lives. If we are open to these experiences, our lives change, we grow stronger and our knowledge increases. If we avoid life's problems--trying to escape the lesson--the problems linger and we often endure greater hardships. I've learned to let go, and openly trust in Jesus Christ. Today I live life one moment at a time. I accept life on it's terms, and trust in a God who knows much more than I could about how to navigate the ocean of life. In teaching my children, I often use the example of going out to sea. "Go it alone," I say, or "Go it with God." Knowing full well that the people I love have every right to choose to captain their own vessels, charting their own course, and finding their own way to happiness. This, of course is moral agency; the right to choose. As for me, I'm blessed to be captained by the master of the universe, knowing full well that his guidance is far greater than my own. I live by faith, trusting in his divine design and love for all of humanity, and hope those I love will do the same.