Photo by Marija KovacOnce upon a New Year’s Eve, my mom’s friend pushed a roll of paper down her long hallway. “We’re going to write resolutions! Or you can doodle. You’re little—do whatever you want,” she probably said.“We’re going to write resolutions,” was all I heard.To preface: I love a tradition, even if it’s not my own. When it comes to holiday celebrations, I try to let idealistic tendencies go, but isn’t it tough when visions of Russian tea cake…