I worry...

and it rains... the lightning fills the sky... the thunder rolls... I pace around like a lioness trying to protect her cub...I am fearful of storms because I have a predisposition to be so... Isabella does not.
Isabella asks a lot of questions... why does her mechanical "bird" make the sounds of the thunder, why is it raining so hard, why does the sky light up when lightning is so close?
I stand almost motionless, I move Isabella away from any windows and electrical outlets... I run around the house unplugging everything I can, making sure that when this passes everything is still in working order including my family. I worry that Elias is not here with us, I worry that he may choose to drive in this but then I remember... it's not storming everywhere.
I've never been in a tornado but I fear them immensely to the point that I keep Isabella and I near the bathroom and know exactly which mattress I am strong enough to lift to cover us in the bathtub.  I've been through several hurricanes but nothing too traumatic but as with tornadoes I think I'm fairly well equipped to deal with an emergency.  I don't know anyone who's been struck by lightning; I've only read stories about it but I will not allow us near the windows, electrical outlets or running water.
I loathe lightning storms... I hate that I live in an area referred to as 'the lightning capital of the world' and since our last move 'tornado alley'.
I worry... I worry that I could be outside with Isabella and a car will strike her so I yell at the 2 or 3 vehicles that come through at more than 12 mph.
I worry that Isabella will run off in a grocery store or a super store, only to be snatched and taken from me so I force her to hold my hand or stay within a 3 foot radius of me.
I worry that I may lose control over my surroundings and Isabella may be in danger....
This was only confirmed when I was asleep with Isabella in her room, I heard noise on my pool patio but I assumed because it was Monday that it was the pool people to service the pool.  A little voice in my head noticed that the "pool people" were being awfully quiet but I silenced the voice... until a brick went through the window where I was napping and landed on the bed next to me and Isabella.  Someone was trying to break in.  I ignored my gut and napped.  Damn!  That made me feel so unfit! 
Elias and I had a conversation about meditation the other night; we concluded that I need to meditate but I don't know how.  I can't shut my brain down, I'm constantly full of worry.  I used to joke with my little sister that she worries too much but I think it may truly be my issue.
Back to meditation.... I've tried the breathe in through the nose and out through the mouth routine... didn't work.
I tried the breathe in through the nose and the "ommmmmm" through the mouth.... didn't work.
How does one meditate?  How do you "shut your brain down" and allow total concentration on a nothingness?
Back to my break in.... no she was never caught but that's another story.