Miki began working for her parent’s family business when she was just eight years old and continued until they sold the company in 2007. At this time, she wasn’t sure of her next step in life and started learning as much as she could about the things that interested her the most: website building, painting with acrylic paints, new crochet techniques, photography, and many other venues trying to find out her next stage in life. This lead to her newest pursuit: writing.
She lives in Charleston, South Carolina with her husband, Jeff and their little dog Emma. They are a blended family with three grown children thus consider themselves empty nesters. Miki graduated from high school and went on to the College of Charleston but her interests were so varied that she couldn’t decide on a particular degree so she decided to learn on her own. Her life long pursuit of knowledge has lead her in many directions.
Miki is also a cancer survivor after having treatment in 2002 for Uterine Cancer. In 2013, she was diagnosed with Mastocytosis, a rare, incurable disorder in which patients can have life threatening allergic type reactions to the simplest things even though they are not truly allergic to the item: food, water, sun, heat, cold, sound, etc. Miki had lived with symptoms since she was a teenager but was given one diagnosis after another ending up with twelve different ones before she found the true cause. And since she looked fine on the outside, many didn’t believe she truly was ill. Once receiving the correct diagnosis, she is now on a mission to help others who deal with “invisible diseases” since these can be so hard on the patients. To the outside world patients look perfectly healthy though inside they deal with symptoms both physically and mentally.
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“You could have your pick of any guy of means, if you would stick to your own kind of people. I mean, you chose a marine biologist. And then you are doing boat charters. You are a Cartwright. If you played your cards right, you wouldn’t want for anything for the rest of your life. That is, if your parents could get their act together too.” Skylar stood there, dumb- founded by Andrew’s remark.
“Why, Dad? Why would you talk to him of all people?” she said, pointing to Andrew.
“I was only doing what I thought was best. Garrett, I’m sorry, but you aren’t right for our daughter. She has such a bright future; plus, you are much older than she is,” Mr. Cartwright said forcibly, looking Garrett in the eye.
“So you want to destroy my life like you are destroying yours and Mom’s.” Skylar said it before she thought. She was so hurt, but she never intended to air private information about her family. She suddenly looked around, and the whole ball- room was eerily quiet. People were speaking in hushed tones. She knew all eyes were on her.
“Personally, Mr. Cartwright, I think that if it weren’t for Garrett, Skylar would have already been back here, where she belongs,” Andrew said smugly. The next sound that traveled across the room was of the slap of Skylar’s hand across his cheek.
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