I knew a guy in college that had a salt lamp. He didn't use it as a lamp though, he had a little hammer and would knock pieces off to cook with. He claimed it tasted better than salt from a shaker.
Then, one day short of one year to the day, my son was born, and I started to laugh and feel happy again. The pain hadn't gone away, but I gradually began to have more days where I laughed and felt happy than days when I didn't.