This is well said:

As my heart started to take in the grace of my surroundings each day on my walks, I felt little pieces of my broken heart start to heal. My self-talk of “why me” drifted away with each step.

I began to stop thinking about my loss of love and started to think about how lucky I was to have experienced love. I opened myself to gratitude rather than attachment and loss.

I believe it was Marilyn Monroe who said that good things fall apart so better things can fall together.

That said, letting go is easy to say and difficult to do.