The children at my work. For the most part, all of them, but a couple in particular.
It's a beautiful thing to observe these little people trying to figure out the world around them. Being so very young, they don't know yet that sometimes people say things they don't mean, or they do things just to get what they want. They aren't tainted yet with the knowledge of how the world works. They are just honest and authentic.
They let their heart feel what it feels because they don't know yet that you can stuff feelings down or you can wear a mask to make everyone believe something is there when it isn't.
I think it means more to me when one of my wee ones tell me that they love me than when someone else does.
They wear their hearts on their sleeves and I love them to death for that.